Thurday, Mars 12th: Wednesday 11th, I had to call for an emergency rescue. My toes were badly frostbitten, some hard as wood. During that first week, I endured a 3 day blizzard and very windy days as cold as -35. Every day, I was able to make some progression, and thought I was doing well, before Tuesday night. I spent so many years and money for that journey, it's a great disappointment to end up that way. I feel like I let down every one, friends and partners, who helped and supported the expedition. I'm very sorry.
Friday, May 30th: All my toes are well healed. And it's decided that I'll re-attempt a crossing of the Arctic by ski. I'm fascinated by this region and this challenge obsess me. If I give up that dream, I'll regret it all my life. I can't give a date for the next attempt, first I have to get back to work to pay a $14000 debt... And then save enough money to finance the journey.