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Amundsen-Scott
South Pole Station.
Here, on ice 9,000 feet thick ...
almost a hundred people
from all over the world ...
work on 30 projects,
of what is known.
At this altitude,
the air is so thin ...
newcomers struggle for breath ...
and the cold is unrelenting.
Even in summer,
it reaches 40 below.
The sun rises once a year.
During the six months
of daylight ...
circle in the sky every day.
They've come to take its
picture for 2.5 days.
A quick stroll around the world.
The camera's ready ...
and it re-orders time.
Wind is blowing hard ...
and there's that curious,
damp feeling in the air ...
which chills one to the bone.
Praise God ...
this is an awful place.
Captain Scott and his companions
arrived at the Pole ...
to find that Roald Amundsen
had been there ...
just four weeks before.
Taf Evans died ...
a month into the return
journey from the cold,
Titus Oates, who slowed his
companions with his lameness,
walked away to his death
to try to save them.
700 miles from the Pole ...
and just 11 miles from safety,
the last three men
were stalked by a blizzard.
With them were 35 pounds
of geological samples ...
they had hauled
hundreds of miles ...
in the cause of science.
It seems a pity ...
but I don't think
I can write more.
These rough notes
and our dead bodies ...
must tell the tale.
I should so like
to have come through ...
for your dear sake.
It is splendid to pass, however,
with such companions as I have ...
and as all five of us
you will not be alone.
Your ever-loving son ...
to the end of this life
and the next ...
when God shall wipe away
all tears from our eyes.
Scott and his men
were buried in the ice ...
which will someday
carry them to sea,
but their rock samples
part of the new century's
Age of Science,
and of the peculiarly
human combination ...
that has marked
Antarctica's story.
Dear Lord, we thank you for
this time and this place ...
and an opportunity to gather
together to give thanks.
for the food that was
prepared for us ...
and we just pray
that you will keep us safe ...
and protect us
as we work down here.
For it's in your name we pray.
Amen.
The quest continues,
driven by the same force ...
that inspired the old
explorer knights.
Here, in this place of great
beauty and hard truth ...
that we may yet do our best.
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