. . .I never liked the cold. It makes me sleepy and numb. It makes me want to hibernate. And everyone around me keeps saying “Keith, move faster”, “Keith, don‟t fall asleep”, “Keith, watch out for the way back” and I must check the GPS and my hands and fingers are freezing. It‟s unpleasant and difficult. And the danger of shadows lurking around us gives me the creeps. The only part I like is when we get back from expeditions and we slide down the slopes on our jackets; it‟s fun. That‟s the only part I like. The rest is just dragging nonsense. We haven‟t recovered anything of much value from our expeditions anyways: car skeletons, plane wings, radio boxes and whatever kind of metal junk the former civilization had invented. Sometimes it‟s fun when we make sledges of them on our way back to the station. I wish they could build a snowmobile out of the metal pieces we keep dragging to the underground tunnels. Then we would have something useful and fun for . . . Read More