Don’t let any of the team sugarcoat it. Yesterday was brutal with a capital “B”. Last night I expected more of the same, as a jumble of ice blocks some more than 2 meters high blocked today’s route. I went to sleep feeling thrashed and a bit despondent.
We awoke this morning to a unique sounds – squeaking, blowing, deep guttural groans. Bryce, who turns 21 today, exclaimed: “Dad, it’s a birthday miracle!” And it is. Overnight the sea ice has blown a large distance from shore which means open water kayaking. Yeah!!!!