This week at the station

This week at Casey: 20 September 2013

The Warren

With the end of our winter season approaching, the need for me to move all my stuff out of my three rooms and my hallway has become dire. The favoured method used to implement this cull of wasted space is to simply find the nearest trashcan and fill it. However, after about 80 minutes of procrastination (two episodes of Breaking Bad), I managed to find myself staring down the shallow barrels of no less than three different trashcans, which like some sort of trio of wild poisonous animals each exhibit different colours as a warning to approaching predators. As most staff should know by now, these colours are no aposematic display*, they are in fact the first step in a simple labeling system designed to insure you feed these trash cans in accordance to their very specific dietary needs.

So to burn a few more hours before having to remediate my winter living space, I decided to visit one of our resident plumbers for a tour of the station incinerator to better understand why we need to abide by our waste management plan.


* being conspicuous and serving to warn, e.g. aposematic coloration in butterflies (Yes, I had to look it up. Ed.)

The incinerator empty
The 'Warren' empty
(Photo: Ben McKay)
First layer of burnables
First you make a nice burnable platform to work off
(Photo: Ben McKay)
Cardboard the second layer
Then you learn why you are supposed to fold cardboard boxes properly
(Photo: Ben McKay)
Third layer of wet and dry burnables
Then you learn the difference between 'wet' and 'dry' burnables
(Photo: Ben McKay)
Another layer of cardboard
Another cardboard platform
(Photo: Ben McKay)
Wet burnables go at the top to allow them to dry out a bit before they are engulfed in flame
Wet burnables go at the top to allow them to dry out…
(Photo: Ben McKay)
Filling up the space in the incinerator
Then you use the stuffing method to fill that last bit of…
(Photo: Ben McKay)
Incinerator door closed and locked
Lock it up
(Photo: Ben McKay)
A sign on the incinerator saying No Refunds
Management says No Refunds
(Photo: Ben McKay)

A pretty good week

Well, another week has gone, and a quiet one at that. The weather has been all over the place, one day blizzards then positive one degree the next day which is quite warm for this time of year. It is very unusual to see people walking around outside in work shirts and no jackets, although this makes trying to get a Cape Poinsett trip up and running difficult as it’s already been cancelled three times due to weather. We also experienced some rain, which is an unusual phenomenon here at Casey.

Friday the 13th proved all too much for some people. I don’t think I will ever get up to the toilet through a scary film again; I scared Michael S so much that we were all quite sure it was a squeal and not a scream. It had everyone looking for the owner of the strange female noise.

Saturday night was the Casey pub night, with great fare once again from Scotty. After dinner, a good movie and then some stayed around to watch that strange game they call rugby... don’t these people know about AFL yet?

A pretty good week.

Michael W.

Challenger parked in the foreground in the rain
Rain at Casey
(Photo: Michael Williams)
Sea ice blew away and left a clear still water
Perfect reflections
(Photo: Michael Williams)
More reflections off the still clear bay
More reflections
(Photo: Michael Williams)
Sunset in a cloudy day with a Sun ray pillar
Sunset from the Red Shed
(Photo: Michael Williams)
Cloudy red sunset from wharf
Sunset from the wharf
(Photo: Michael Williams)
The menu list for Pub night
Pub night menu
(Photo: Michael Williams)

Matty's Corner

The Spring Leopard

Well spring is here,
'tis September now,

it rained yesterday,
not quite sure how,

it rains in a place,
drier than the desert,

we did also see,
a seal that was a leopard,

on the edge of the sea ice,
he did lay and roll,

near the water so flat,
it looked like a great hole,

thirty feet straight down,
we could see the sea bed,

of the leopard variety was he,
he had a flip-top head,

probably waiting for dinner,
the Adélies I mean,

there's been none here since March,
that we have seen,

end this poem I must,
it's been the lengthiest yet,

the most asked question here on Station,
"When's Cape Poinsett?"

Matt Whittington

Ferns of ice form on cracks
Ice ferns in a tide crack
(Photo: Matt Whittington)
Leopard seal on the sea ice
Leopard seal at Kilby Island
(Photo: Matt Whittington)
Close up shot of the leopard seal roaring
Leopard seal roaring
(Photo: Matt Whittington)
Leopard seal rolling on its back
Midday nap
(Photo: Matt Whittington)