Back in the Yukon
Well, as anyone who reads this blog will know, I'm back in the Yukon looking at rocks once again this summer. It's been going superbly so far, the people are great, the rocks are pretty, the days are nice, the skies are gorgeous and basically all manner of excellence is occurring. But, because of how busy and populous it is at camp I have been a bit remiss in my communications with the outside world... but fear not! A reasonably long, photo-ridden post shall hopefully rectify this situation... for the two or three people who actually read my blog... or fewer because of how infrequently I update... but I digress... On with the stories...
Well, Rene and I traveled up to Whitehorse with Ron on a two day road trip (a very long drive). Quite a few places we stopped had snow and so... of course I couldn't resist starting a snow fight...
Once out at camp the real fun begins... insanity galore!
One of the first tasks entrusted to the army of students was core box moving... we needed to get all of the old core from nucleus down to the area we have started calling the core graveyard.
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We were also entrusted with staking the sites for drill sites... During this time Rene discovered a new religion...
Fought a holy war (using core box lids)
And gained many followers/worshipers... (They're actually dancing :P)
Patrick... fresh out of UofA, and one of the junior geologists out here tight-rope walks in the evenings... it's enormous fun to watch... most of us have progressed to being able to balance while sitting on it :P
Elise and Kelsey (shown below) built us a nice small bench for outside of our tent.
Not to be outdone Rene decided, at Dave's prompting, that he must build a bigger, better bench... and immediately threw himself with his normal enthusiasm into designing and building bench using firewood... the only power tool used in the making of this bench was a drill... because we ran out of nails. And, despite initial doubts on the part of many people (indeed, Whitney bet Rene $10.00 that the first person to sit on the bench would break it) the bench is solid as a rock... and just as heavy....
The bench making process (with myself, Rene, and Dave)
The bench's final resting place
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and now... rapid fire photo time:
Silly people pictures:
Rene in office tent
Me in the office tent, covered in soot from the burn (again)
Looking snazzy at the breakfast table:
Rene... chip sampling guru
Creek jumping
The ambulance vehicle... see, dirt on your vehicle can be good for something!
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Working (yes, we do that here too :D):
Me scrambling up the steep sides of a trench
Elise and I mapping an outcrop
Army of students mapping the outcrop
Kelsey and Whitney doing the trench mapping dance
Kelsey taking dip and strike measurements
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Pretty and random photos:
The valley, in which we live
The mandrake root we found... and that Rene added eyes to:
Our tent
Sparrows
Beams of light
Cabin in the woods
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and no need to worry we are eating very well (Rene with a fresh baked pie)
Much love to all. Miss you muchly.
Over and out
~Em
Well, Rene and I traveled up to Whitehorse with Ron on a two day road trip (a very long drive). Quite a few places we stopped had snow and so... of course I couldn't resist starting a snow fight...
Once out at camp the real fun begins... insanity galore!
One of the first tasks entrusted to the army of students was core box moving... we needed to get all of the old core from nucleus down to the area we have started calling the core graveyard.
******
We were also entrusted with staking the sites for drill sites... During this time Rene discovered a new religion...
Fought a holy war (using core box lids)
And gained many followers/worshipers... (They're actually dancing :P)
Patrick... fresh out of UofA, and one of the junior geologists out here tight-rope walks in the evenings... it's enormous fun to watch... most of us have progressed to being able to balance while sitting on it :P
Elise and Kelsey (shown below) built us a nice small bench for outside of our tent.
Not to be outdone Rene decided, at Dave's prompting, that he must build a bigger, better bench... and immediately threw himself with his normal enthusiasm into designing and building bench using firewood... the only power tool used in the making of this bench was a drill... because we ran out of nails. And, despite initial doubts on the part of many people (indeed, Whitney bet Rene $10.00 that the first person to sit on the bench would break it) the bench is solid as a rock... and just as heavy....
The bench making process (with myself, Rene, and Dave)
The bench's final resting place
****
and now... rapid fire photo time:
Silly people pictures:
Rene in office tent
Me in the office tent, covered in soot from the burn (again)
Looking snazzy at the breakfast table:
Rene... chip sampling guru
Creek jumping
The ambulance vehicle... see, dirt on your vehicle can be good for something!
*******
Working (yes, we do that here too :D):
Me scrambling up the steep sides of a trench
Elise and I mapping an outcrop
Army of students mapping the outcrop
Kelsey and Whitney doing the trench mapping dance
Kelsey taking dip and strike measurements
*********
Pretty and random photos:
The valley, in which we live
The mandrake root we found... and that Rene added eyes to:
Our tent
Sparrows
Beams of light
Cabin in the woods
----
and no need to worry we are eating very well (Rene with a fresh baked pie)
Much love to all. Miss you muchly.
Over and out
~Em
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