My dad told me about a trip he had to make to Thule Air Base, Greenland.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thule_Air_Base
They landed and an big ice storm came in. They were grounded overnight and no room in the hangars. I don't remember if he was flying the C-54 or a C-124, but he was the pilot.
He said before going they always told the new guys that there was a naked woman behind every tree.
The next morning it was of course crazy cold. They hand turned the props some just to get them moving. It was an explosive charge to start it. The first attempt was a total failure. They tried a few times and had to change all the spark plugs. That went on until it was down to the the last set of plugs and the last charge. The poor mechanics were replacing plugs in the miserable cold. The engine finally started and that gave them the power to get the rest going.
He made several trips to Thule Air Base, and finally was offered a new assignment. Hawaii was on the list. Bingo, we moved to Hawaii back before it was a state.