You seem to take for granted where you are and get caught up in the work life, rather than stop to smell the roses. Then you realise the season is nearly over!
On a recent trip to Browning hut I dragged the station leader and the chef from their respective duties. Arguably the most important and hardest working on station, they deserved to get away from it all. Nervous times leaving the ‘kids’ at home to fend for themselves, but surely needed.
The couple of days previous brought lots of snow, and no wind to blow it away. From leaving station we forged the track, 58km ahead of us, and as we approached the Browning Peninsula, the snow got deeper and deeper. The yellow Hägglunds turned into a plough as the snow rolled off the front. A pristine carpet with not a cloud in the sky. What a Hägg ride! Not often you say that.
A relaxing day in the hut ensued and the station woes disappeared. A few wines and home brew craft beers, topped off with the dancing southern lights. Maybe the last trip to Browning for me, and truly memorable. It has been a pleasure to winter with the 73rd ANARE.
Glen Pretious, Casey Building Services Supervisor & Carpenter