Just came across this great article today. Thanks Arctic Junkie for showing it on your site!
Up Here Magazine, October/November 2012
Martin Allinson landed at Cape Dyer with a bang. His DC-4 came down short of the runway, bounced nearly 100 feet in the air, then limped to a halt, its wings damaged but its tires miraculously still inflated. As the 24-year-old British-born electrical engineer shakily
disembarked, he gazed around at a surreal scene.
Here, on a high bluff at the eastern extremity of Baffin Island, were glaciers, fjords and sheer cliffs plummeting into the sea. Here, also, was a giant white “golf ball” radar dome perched on a barren hilltop, and several massive black panels resembling drive-in movie screens. There was a warren of roads and warehouses and two bustling, high-tech military villages housing a total of 200 men. It was July 1959, day one of Allinson’s new job as a radar and radio technician at the biggest station on the brand new Distant…
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