So about three weeks ago I sat in the same chair I’m sitting in now writing the first Antarctic blog entry to all of you.  A fire was burning in the fireplace, as it is now.  American Idol was on the TV, as it is now.  My dog Sparky was sleeping on his blanket in the corner…it is pretty much the same scene, except everything has changed.  We’ve been to the bottom of the planet.  We’ve run the hardest marathon course most of us will ever encounter.  We’ve seen a continent with a landscape that more resembles the moon than anything we’ve have here on earth.  And, maybe most important of all, we’ve opened the eyes and the hearts of quite a few more people to the mission of the Children’s Tumor Foundation.  That mission is to file the progressive disorder neurofibromatosis, in the history books beside polio, and the many other disorders and diseases the world’s scientists and researchers have collectively figured out how to manage or cure.

We have a lot to share with you now that we’re back.

We’ll soon have our rather significant photo collection ready for you to see.  Chad already has some fun helmet cam videos ready for you to view here. Pardon the uncensored audio on these…as you may notice there are some new French words that slip out every now and then.

I think the twelve of us are different people now then we were three weeks ago.  We’ve made new lifelong friends, endured the high seas of the Drake Passage, and witnessed the magical and mystical scenery from the waters surrounding the Antarctic peninsula.  We are all humbled by the support we’ve enjoyed from all of you — $213,000 so far from our friends and family who agree with us that this Foundation is the best path to a cure.

As spring peaks through the cracks of our little garden here in Sellersville, Pa., it is hard for me to believe that just a few days ago I was so far from home.  Thanks so much for following along on our adventure to the end of the earth for a cure.

Cheers,

Steve