chomping at the bit to get back out again. From time to time, I find myself thinking, maybe I could still do the North Pole. But no, I absolutely cannot 🙂 Not with how black my 2 fingers got.

While I am a bit disappointed from time to time, overall I'm in great spirits and the plan hasn't changed one bit. All that's changed is the timeline. I may not have reached the South Pole this time, but I will be back and am still damn proud of what I did achieve out there...

It's been challenging and humbling readjusting to life being unable to use these 3 fingers. I can't put any pressure on them at all or they will get worst. So everything is taking a bit more time to do than it usually would.

I feel immense gratitude to be surrounded by such amazing human beings. These men and women who all looked out for me in the last couple of days are a testament to the human spirit at its finest.

The call was then made for me to be evacuated. Right now I believe they can still heal. But the doctor said if I expose these fingers to the cold any more, I'd lose them.

We woke up this morning to the wind continuing to hammer our tent. The temperatures dropped and the wind got even stronger. It was too dangerous for us to move, so now we're tent bound for another day.