Marilynn in her super-suit. This is our finest hour. Water sampling at 2 am on the Arctic Ocean.

Ta-ta for now.

This afternoon Heidi and I will be heading out of Windy Camp for about two weeks, for a spa vacation on the Kent Peninsula. We are both really looking forward to our yummy dehydrated food and some tundra peace. On the other hand we have made friends with some people in camp that will be gone when we return, for example, Dick the Australian cowboy helicopter pilot. We'll miss his stories (eg. 'the time I punched a demon-possessed ptarmigan', 'the beer commercial', and others) and amusing flying style...'he flies like he stole it' -Pete, helicopter engineer. We have also had to say goodbye to our good friend Stephane the pilot, who has an unbelievable ability to place our boat on the shore PERFECTLY every time, therefore requiring much less muscle power on our part. We're looking forward to seeing him again in August but wish he was around to keep an eye on us during our tundra adventure like last year.

Take care, everyone, and we'll post when we get back.