Thursday, May 8, 2008

She sealed me in the vault and smirked goodbye.

sailing around the fractal labyrinth of island-dotted coves near Qeqertarsuatsiaat, about 60 kilometers (37 miles) west of camp, the ranger had seen four craters freshly carved from the coastal foothills.

Dark rocks lay inside.

“It was an intense moment,” Christensen recounted the next morning. “Everyone was so excited. We must have burned an hour of satellite time tracking down the guy and arranging for him to guide us to the site.”

More good news followed:
the weather system that had paralyzed the team was breaking up at last.

The helicopter would pick them up
shortly after dawn to go inspect the craters..

go inspect the craters...


go inspect the craters..




go inspect the craters..





go inspect the craters..






go inspect the craters..







go inspect the craters.


from
msnbc.com

sue me

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