Alone in the Arctic: The True Test

Sometimes, the greatest challenges aren't the ones you anticipate. This leg of the journey threw us a curveball – a detour, you might say. Adam, my partner, was forced to turn back due to an unfortunate injury. Saying goodbye in Paulatuk was a quiet affair, a shared understanding hanging heavy in the air.

This episode delves into the solitary rhythm of navigating the Passage alone. It's a dance with the elements, a constant recalibration. The days become a series of essential tasks - the bite of frigid water as I wrestle with the waves, the measured preparation of fuel for both body and boat. The scenery, once a breathtaking companion, begins to hold a different kind of beauty – a vast, silent canvas reflecting the introspective quiet of the journey.

Then Mother Nature decided to flex her muscles. The weather took a hard turn and wouldn't let up. Days turned into one another, a blur of gray skies and churning water. My little tent, once a welcomed safe haven, became a temporary prison. the wind howled and the tent thrashed like the world was ending. It was raw, powerful, and scary as hell.

A big thank you to all the beauties that helped make this trip possible ❤️


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