Last night I randomly remembered there is a continent called Antarctica which is larger than Europe and I was curious on why it is uninhabitable in this era of modern technology so I took to the Internet to research and see clips of what it looks like, how to get there, who goes there, the weather, tours etc..
It was during this research I stumbled on this post by David Grann of The Newyorker published yesterday, a tale of a brave man who attempted to cross alone from one pole of the Antarctic to another, a distance equivalent to trekking from Lagos to Abuja thrice while dragging a 325 pounds sled of survival essentials in freezing temperature.
One of the rules for survival on this trip is, ‘Get Wet And You Die’
Our hero, Henry Worsley, is a married father of two who has an obsession with the Antarctica following his mentor’s unsuccessful sojourn, Sir Ernest Shackleton, in the early 1900’s.
Worsley’s wife, however supportive of her husband’s quest often compared his obsession with the Antarctica as ‘the mistress in their marriage’ following a similar journey he made to Antarctica with a group of two in 2008.
But she understood how much this trip meant to him so she gave her blessings with the understanding that part of his goal during this quest was to raise €100,000 pounds for the Endeavor Fund, a charity project for wounded soldiers.
With the support of large media houses and people like Prince Williams, he began his estimated 80-day sojourn to the Antarctic on October 21st 2015.
I’ don’t want to spoil this story. I think you should read the entire story especially if you have a thing for documentaries or mystery novels. This is the LONGEST ARTICLE I have ever read on the Internet but it was worthwhile.
David Grann is a phenomenal storyteller. I literally felt like I was taking a walk in the Antarctic.
Not every time gossip, Read here when you have 2 to 3 hours to spare.