Night-time in Greenland: I've just
finished the big stream-crossing on our way back to camp, where
the truck would take us back to town. It had been a long, hard
hike back from Taseq West with a rock-filled pack so heavy that
twice I fell in a very out-of-control way, both times perhaps
almost breaking some left arm bones. I also carried a
full hand-type bag filled with even more rocks. It was a classic
case of personal Greenlandic overkill. I felt both extreme fatigue
and extreme satisfaction because exploring
Taseq West had been an incredible adventure. Having a chance
to explore like that was why I came on Geo Adventure 2004.
Too bad we weren't able to spend
the night up there so we could have gone "night-lamping"
in the dark. I also felt sad knowing I would probably never return.
But the trip was only half over .
. . .