The Circus Leaves Town

Last night the Shackleton returned to N9 to make her third and last call of the season. This spells the end of the 'summer' and the departure of more than half the personel. I popped down to the Drewery for fairwell drinks and all seemed pleased with the work done. This morning there's a good atmosphere about the place as a convoy of sledges and SnoCats rolled out under a cloudless sky.

I'm now manning the met-platform by myself, kept company by high spirited Smokie-and-the-Bandit style radio chatter and booming mullet rock.