Antarctica, Austral Summer 2019 - 2020 (Part 1 - Delayed in Christchurch)
I would like to preface this journal entry acknowledging that it is much longer than usual. Although I typically like to break up my travels into smaller entries, I found that it did not make sense to spread out my time in Christchurch, NZ to multiple posts.
That being said, as our “ice flight” down to McMurdo station continued to get delayed due to weather, I couldn’t help but share my experiences in New Zealand and thus this entry grew longer day after day.
Over the last several years, I have made it a priority of mine to fill my life with adventure. I want to see things most others don’t see, do things most others don’t do, and visit places most people don’t visit. Antarctica is known to many as “the last continent” and in the last few years I have become more and more interested with getting to see it for myself.
Unfortunately, visiting Antarctica as a tourist is wildly expensive. The only real way to visit the continent is on a luxury expedition cruise. These cruises will run you anywhere from $9,000 - $17,000 USD per person, and that doesn’t even include your airfare to Ushuaia, Argentina where most of these cruises embark.
I was left feeling disappointed thinking to myself that the only other way to get to Antarctica would be as a scientist and it’s definitely a little too late for me to be changing career paths.
While browsing for videos to watch on YouTube, I stumbled upon a channel run by user K VEX who lived and worked in Antarctica. Throughout his numerous vlogs, he shows the various different jobs found at the United States research bases. Suddenly I had an epiphany: scientists have to eat and where there’s people that have to eat, there are cooks. That was my ticket in.
I began scrounging the internet trying to find out what kind of jobs are available and where I can apply. After an hour or so of browsing, I found the job listing I was looking for: postings for a sous chef position at the McMurdo, Palmer, and Amundsen-Scott research stations in Antarctica.
I applied for positions at all of them and then, as luck would have it, I get an email to schedule a phone interview for a position as an alternate sous chef. After a few interviews with the people in charge of the program and a thorough background check, I was formally offered the position. I can’t explain just how excited I was, but I also tried to curb my excitement since being an alternate does not guarantee you will get to go.
On July 25, while we were in Cuenca during our trip around Ecuador, I got an email asking me if I would like to fill a primary role that had just opened up for the upcoming season at the McMurdo research base on Ross Island. I could not answer “YES!” fast enough.
I was ecstatic, but that meant my next few weeks were going to be hectic. In order to live and work in Antarctica, you have to be healthy. With limited access to medical facilities, they can’t afford to send people there that may begin to fall apart on the ice. Because of this, you have to get A LOT of exams done.
Immediately upon our return to the States, I had to get an extensive physical exam, blood work, drug test, EKG, and dental exam to make sure I “physically qualified” (PQ). I had to do all of this while we would be getting ready to move to Oregon in about two weeks time.
Knowing I’d have a tight window to get all this done, I was proactive and scheduled all my appointments while I was still in Ecuador for the days immediately following our arrival in Boston. My blood work, physical, drug test, and EKG were all great. Physically I am as healthy as an ox.
My PQ process hit a snag however when I got my dental exam. Apparently my years of not taking the greatest care of my teeth had caught up to me and I had a few cavities…and by a few I mean a lot. In order to work in Antarctica for a full season you are not allowed ANY kind of tooth decay which meant every cavity had to be filled.
Fortunately for me, I knew two dentists who were able to squeeze me in to every available slot they had over the next four days to get all the work I needed done. After about 11 hours worth of work on my teeth, I was given a clean bill of health by my dentist.
Actual panoramic X-Ray of my mouth. My dentists told me I had some of the longest roots they’d ever seen.