Solstice Self Portrait
December 21, 2008
Today was the longest day of the year in Antarctica. Since the sun won’t set for another couple months, that doesn’t really matter, but the sun is as high in the sky as it can get.
In keeping with my rugged surroundings, I’ve decided not to shave this season. The extra hair gives some nice insulation, and, well, if I can’t bathe, why groom at all? Of course, I’ll end up with an interesting tan at the end of the summer, with balaclava, sunglasses, and beard lines. I’ve never grown it out past three weeks, so I took a self-portrait today to gauge progress after six weeks, with a month and a half to go. What do you think – was I born to be bearded?
Noah With A Six-Week Beard