May 13, 81 17.56'N:96 06.20'E
We were about to write how this has been our best progress forward to date...how we covered almost four miles and how our small boats performed nicely in the water. We are in the tent after a long day in a big snowstorm. Instead, we just took out the GPS and found that we've actually drifted further back than where we started yesterday. We had drifted almost a half mile north the night before and with a strong south wind blowing all day, our lack of progress can only be blamed on the fact that it's Friday the 13th.
Besides that bit of bad news we had a great travel day. For a while, we could close our eyes and pretend we were paddling in Minnesota's BWCAW. We spent most of the day paddling on large 'lakes' (up to 1/2 mile wide and much longer). Between the lakes, of course, there were some brutal portages and finding a place to land was oftentimes difficult at best. The sinking feeling we often felt was just that, us sinking through semi-frozen brash ice.
Three ring seals followed our progress for part of the day. They were most curious about us and seemed to think we were a great distraction from finding food and other seal things. We are still relaying canoes when pulling, which makes progress slow, but it would be impossible to do otherwise. We are going to sleep hoping for a change in the drift!
May 12, 81 20.14'N:96 06.22'E
It is hard to gain perspective standing in pressured ice as far as the eye can see. For us, there are two ways to solve this dilemma - understand that this is only our third day out or climb up on a tall piece of ice. Today was full of both. We have been relaying our canoe sleds forward one at a time. There is so much pressure that it would be impossible to move them alone. Lonnie has been doing the lion's share of the work as my (Eric's) cold was at its worst this morning.
We are moving slowly, but finally moving in a more northerly direction after veering way east. This morning there was severely pressured ice everywhere. From our camp tonight, the ice ahead looks better, not much, but slightly improved enough to make two small people see the world from a new perspective. We made 2.8 miles of forward progress today. Get a full update by listening to the audio report.
May 11, 81 16.89'N:95 58.94E
Today is a day that we wouldn't like to repeat. All day was a struggle. The lead we were hoping to be open ended up being covered with an inch of new ice. It was what we had most feared - ice too thin to ski across, yet too thick to paddle through. We ended up spending nearly the entire day skirting a mile-wide-by-three-miles-long lead. It was brutal travel at best, and in the end we progressed only a half mile toward the pole after seven hours of grueling travel.
Lonnie was the hero of the day running ahead on scouting forays.
May 10, Cape Arctichesky
Slowly we have cut ties with the outside world. Of course the transition was not abrupt, but happened in subtle stages. First, we left Minnesota, then New York, and after that Moscow. Now, here we are on the Arctic Ocean all alone.
We'd be lying if we didn't say that today was an emotional day, because it was. It's a stark realization that we are leaving the world as we know it behind. But we also know the world of ice, too. Packing our canoes on the edge of the ocean was so familiar. This is what we do.
We ended up relaying boats throughout the day. After all of our fear of an open ocean crossing, who would have thought that we'd be dealing with pressured ice right away? It was a hard day, but we made good progress considering the terrain.
On a positive note, the tent is really warm right now - even under ambient light conditions. On the down side, I (Eric) seem to have caught a Russian virus and have almost no energy.
May 9, Sredny
It's a good thing our mothers didn't see the plane we flew in today. Several key safety features were a bit suspect as was one of the crew members who took an emergency bottle of oxygen off the wall, hooked up a mask and took a few long pulls. Landing in Sredny was a bit foreboding as well with two crashed planes alongside the runway. Needless to say, we arrived safely at weather station Golomiannyi outside of Sredny and we are poised to depart tomorrow morning.
It looks like we will only have an open ocean crossing of about five kilometers, which is also good news. Our gear is packed and we're ready to go. Get a full update on today by listening to the audio report.
May 8, Dikson, Siberia
It's not quite house arrest, but it's close. We remain here in Dikson - still, unable to leave as conditions for flying are nearly whiteout. While the rest of the group, John, Melanie and Mark are able to go outside, we must not leave because our visas already state that we have left the country and can not return. Therefore, we have spent the entire day inside staring at the ceiling.
On the plus side, we've caught up on our sleep as well as worked off the excess Russian vodka we consumed last night with Alex. Field Logistics Manager John Hoelscher has spent the entire day trying to work out the glitches in our palm pilot. While we have been able to send out messages with the OQO mini computer, we need the palm pilot as backup. Already, John has resoldered the serial cable. Now he is working on setting up the right E-mail account - not an impossible task, but one made difficult by the fact we have no Internet or other resources.
Other highlights from the day include watching old Russian war movies on TV, a visit from the border guards (who arrived with smoked fish and beer), mac and cheese made by Lonnie and lots more lying around and staring at the ceiling. You know, it ain't easy being a polar explorer!
Alex has just arrived from one of his many town sorties and informed us that we have a 90% chance of leaving tomorrow , which is a good thing because we're not sure how much longer we can sit around. Regardless, we are still very pleased at how easily we've made our way through Russia. The authorities in Dikson are pleased that we are here and are looking toward the future and having other North Pole expeditions travel through here.
The outlook for tomorrow: If we leave early, we'll be on the ice tomorrow afternoon. If we leave later we'll overnight in Sredny.
May 7, Dikson, Siberia
We tried to leave Norilsk at noon today, but we ended up at the airport, waiting, for over five hours. We are now in Dikson, a sea port in the middle of the Arctic. Before perestroika, the population here was 100,000. Today it is 1,000. It is amazingly run down, yet the people we've met have been incredibly nice.
We were hoping to make Sredny today, but to no avail. We simply ran out of time. Hopefully we'll be there tomorrow to maintain our schedule of being on the ice tomorrow as well.
Meanwhile, Lonnie and Alex {the amazing negotiator, pictured above right} are cooking spaghetti for the crew. Listen to the audio report for more details of our day.
