SHERLOCK HOLMES GOES TO ANTARCTICA
In 2005, I followed these polar explorers to the lonely shores of Antarctica in search of forensic evidence for the 11th novel in my geologic mystery series. While trying to maintain the crude wilderness etiquette of not tracking crumbling trachyte into penguinologist and Cape Royds host David Ainley's cook tent, I noted that the treads of the standard-issue extreme-cold-weather-gear boots I was wearing seemed to select for a certain grain size of shattered feldspar phenocrysts, along with a residue of feathers and guano from the nearby colony of Adélie penguins. Having also perused (with the archaeologists who were working to conserve Shackleton's hut, over modern New Zealand wines) Shackleton's ship's manifest expedition and discussed early-20th-century bottle manufacture (which narrowed the glass sources to 1907 England and France), I realized that I had a trace evidence bonanza. The geologic evidence for my novel assured, I returned north quick before I suffered the fate of the sled dog which is still chained (freeze-dried and thus mummified) to the line at Scott's hut.