My forthcoming book, SCIENCE AT THE EXTREME, profiles a breed of scientists who don't wear lab coats or hover over test tubes and formulas. What sets these researchers apart from their more sedentary peers is what they do in the field: They hang from suspension bridges, climb the world's tallest trees, and crawl through narrow shafts into the deepest bowels of the earth. They swim with great white sharks, wade with crocodiles, rappel into active volcanoes, and scuba dive inside creaking glacial caves, gathering data in perilous, unforgiving places.
"Extreme science," as I've dubbed this new style of research, is defined by a simple, time-honored principle: Screw up, and you die.
Into the Blue
The Icarus Complex
Cozying Up to the King of the Jungle
Standing in the Fire