A week of sunsets from the heli pad.

Everyday for a week, I snapped a photo on my phone on my way home from work. The photos are taken from the heli pad outside of the Red Shed looking back along the road that leads to the operations building.  Interestingly, whilst i took these shots only a week and a half ago, it is already dark now at this same time of day.

Friday. Welcoming the weekend. Photo: Jacque Comery

Saturday. Sky on fire. Photo: Jacque Comery

Sunday. Low cloud on the horizon. Photo: Jacque Comery

Monday. Sun halo. Photo: Jacque Comery

Tuesday. Blue skies and sunset. Photo: Jacque Comery

Wednesday. Sun making a late appearance just as it sets. Photo: Jacque Comery

Thursday. Soft light and pretty clouds. Photo: Jacque Comery

 

The first week

I've been here 10 days now, and it feels like I've been here for a month already. The scramble back in Hobart feels like a lifetime ago. Walking about in the snow feels like the most natural thing in the world. I am so very much at home in my cosy living quarters room, my cabin in this big rectangular land ship that I am now Captain of.
In the past week we have had two blizzards clocking 70 kts on both occasions, followed by dead calm 0 kts the next day. The autumn sunshine hangs high in the sky well into dinner time and the windows of the mess offer the most spectacular view of the light on the bergs in the bay, continually changing, but always dramatic.
I've  found my headspace, my daily routine is forming up, I am slowly getting to know the team, and life is settling into a pleasant routine here at 66 south.

The Casey sign. Photo: Jacque Comery

Settlling into another day at the office. Photo: Jacque Comery

Snowy morning. Photo: Jacque Comery

The view to the Red Shed where we live from  the yellow Ops Building, which houses my office. Photo: Jacque Comery

Reflection in the Red Shed door. Photo: Jacque Comery

 

Blizz lines connecting all buildings.  Photo: Jacque Comery

Sunset. Photo: Jacque Comerry