A composite one-man account of winterovers from 1982 to 1996 combing a dozen trips into one narrative. There are a few content-free references to the McMurdo library—it seems obvious he didn’t use it often. Mastro served as a photo-journalist and the book includes some extraordinary photographs.
p. 120, by midwinter airlift to McMurdo: A few friends sent things specifically designed to torture me, like copies of Surfer magazine, with pictures of beautiful beaches, perfect waves, and gorgeous women. Most important were the letters. I tore into them, reading each one several times, squeezing as much memory and meaning as I could out of every word.