Day 16: Skiing on Frozen Rubble
My first job after exiting the tent is to dig out the snow skirt, which is buried with snow from the night's deposit of wind-driven spindrift. This is super fine, and once deposited it sets up like concrete. This morning it was three feet deep almost all the way around the tent.
We entered a region of rough terrain, and this went on for most of the day.
This morning's wind was down 10 knots, putting it in the 20 category, so we felt like we were on holiday after yesterday. But our holiday came to a close soon after setting off, when we entered a region of rough terrain. This went on for most of the day, and despite our best efforts we made very slow progress. Some areas of the ice field resembled bombed out rubble that had since frozen.
By late afternoon we had made only 9.3 miles. Then the terrain began flattening out, the wind dropped to 15, our speed picked up, and our enjoyment began to soar again. In fact the terrain flattened out so much that we could see several miles to the south. The way ahead looked inviting.
With me in the lead, singing songs, and Jenny following enthusiastically, we made an additional 1.9 miles.