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Bad guy got run over by a caribou!

Merely saying that Jeremy and I were in the field for more than 27 of the 42 hours between Friday at 6 and Sunday at noon does not quite capture the enormity of what Team Efficiency accomplished this weekend.  Add on travel time and prep time and one will quickly deduce that we didn’t really sleep more than five hours a night.

Exactly what we accomplished is as follows: wet site total season (marked individuals), dry site total season (marked individuals), wet site total season (largest reproductive), dry site total season (largest reproductive), leaf collection (three leaves times two species times twelve plots times two sites), other leaf collection (fifteen leaves times two species times six plots times two sites), specific leaf area index leaf collection (ten leaves for each species we study in Atqasuk), removal of soil probes, soil sampling for two different researchers, thaw depth on all 96 plots, OTC removal and disassembly, remarking the boardwalk, taking pictures of each plot, transplant growth measures, seed collection (one species from every plot), cleaning out and taking down the tent, staking and stringing the biomass plots, cleaning up the lab, packing away the equipment… oh yeah, and we started the marathon weekend with collecting phenology data, just like we always do.

I’ve spent nearly the whole ten weeks and never even explained that last bit! For each of the plots I have at the wet site (24 control and 24 with OTCs (open-topped chambers) I have a spreadsheet printed out with spaces to fill in the general status of the vegetation in the plot. As events happen in the plots I write down the date. We record information for each species both for the plot in general and also for three marked individuals of each species in the plots.  For example, I observed that in experimental plot eight, Eriophorum angustifolium individual four had green leaf on J169, inflorescence on J169, open flower on J170, withered flower on J175, seed set on J188, and seed dispersal on J201. I did not observe leaf senescence for this individual, though there were Eangs in the total plot that were in this state on J228. Making these kinds of observations is easier when you only saw the plots every ten days or so (like we did), but it is clearly more accurate to check more often (like Rob and Jean did).

While everybody and their brother was seeing polar bear after polar bear in Barrow this weekend, Jeremy and I had to be content with the company of the reincarnation of Rob’s ground squirrel and a few pesky caribou, one of which nearly ran us over and seriously interfered with the science*.  It was… charming?

We never would have succeeded in our race-against-time to hop a plane that didn’t know we were coming without the help of Wondrous Bob. Of course, without Wondrous Bob to add several things to our to-do list, we might also have been a bit less stressed.

It was a pleasant kind of stress, and we were pretty happy with ourselves and our accomplishments, like the hoity-toity researchers that we are. We were also happy that the airplane, which we made with twenty minutes to spare, did not reject us.

*Tripped on a string and broke a stick.

I was just sippin on something sweet.

Presently I feel that I lack the mental fortitude to craft a pretentious blog post in the manner to which I am accustomed. Maybe I merely lack focus.

This can be attributed to:

1. The presence of Bob. Yes, he majestically descended into town last night with all the accompanying pomp*. We took him out to Arctic Thai for an excruciatingly long welcome dinner. We ought to have known better than to take fifteen people to Arctic Thai.

2. The lack of sleep. I can honestly say that I do not feel a) tired or b) sleepy, but I went to bed around 4 last night and that has to catch up with me sometime, right?

3. Yesterday. The excruciatingly long welcome dinner morphed into a pleasantly long welcome party, to which ITEX donated the Science Juice. Some people appreciated the fine craftsmanship of the Science Juice more than others.

And, if I may beat a dead horse for a second here:

4. Thursday. More accurately, Wednesday.  I don’t want to go home. This has nothing to do with you, family. I will be pleased to see you. This has nothing to do with you, friends. I will be pleased to see you. This has nothing whatever to do with you, dear Lake Michigan; I haven’t given you up for the charmingly flirtatious Arctic Ocean. This has everything to do with what I will miss.

We leave for our last trip to Atqasuk in four or five hours, depending on when the plane decides to leave. We are hoping for sooner rather than later so that we can bust out some serious work this evening. We are actually hoping rather more that somehow we are not able to get off the ground today so that we can stay tonight in Barrow- it’s Friday and some people are leaving Saturday, so there is sure to be some fun that we’d rather not miss. Bob wouldn’t let us change our flight to Saturday morning, even though Team Efficiency** is incredibly cocky in regards to estimating how long it will take to get the work done, with good reason. Team Efficiency has proven itself time and again to be adept at economy of motion and clever with time-saving strategies. We do not fumble our therbligs.

This weekend will be entirely working, sleeping, and maybe eating, depending on how Total Season shapes up. Total Season measurements will fill 17 columns of 192 pages of spreadsheets (fresh from the printer). It involves not only counting grass, but more measuring as well. I would be feeling nostalgic about the last trip to Atqasuk but I am saved from that fate because of the immense amount of work to be done. Oh yeah, and I’d rather be in Barrow.

*Can one use “pomp” without tacking on “circumstance”?  I vote yes.

**Jenny and Papasaurus***. We are TOO that efficient.

***Jeremy, naturally. He picked this name out himself. Normally I absolutely do not condone this behavior. Self-nicknaming is cheesy at best, but the name pleased him so much that Jobby and I were willing to humor him. Now “Papasaurus” is a hit!