To my delight, Martin called me yesterday to tell me he and Max are safely back from their dog sled expedition on the Arctic sea ice. They have at least arrived back in Inuvik, having returned to Tuktoyaktuk by sled, and then by hitching on a semi truck (along with the gear, sled and 11 dogs) to Inuvik.
He sounds well, and is happy to be back. It was hard to be in the ‘horrible horrible horrible’ wind for the full 16 days – of course it feels much colder than the air temperature when the wind blows like that. He sent me a photo of a tired and haggard man with a red frost and wind bitten face, and a big smile.
At this point they still have no idea how they will get back to Yellowknife – the truck in still in Simpson awaiting the part, and theoretically it should be repaired soon. Good thing too, as the ice bridge from Fort Simpson to the shore will close down on Wednesday until the MacKenzie river melts and runs again and the ferry can get back into business. This usually takes 4 – 6 weeks I think.
As for me, I’m off to Paris for a 2 week holiday with my girlfriends, so while the men are working their way home, I will be enjoying some great cafes in the Parisian spring. I don’t think the wind chill will be a problem.