On the last stretch we paddled back up the length of Salliaruseq Island. leaving us a single crossing of 7-8km for the last day to get home. There are burial mounds here with old Inuit bones and skulls. It’s quite moving to find them, and to feel the energy of the place. But we had to get here first.
It’s like they say, the only way out is through. Or, in our case, to get home we had to paddle through the ice field! Exciting, and even more so as the fog creeps down the mountain. You don’t really want to be pinched between bergs and the shore, but that’s exactly where we were… Pinched!
But then, there was no going back. We had to get home. This was the last remaining piece of toilet paper! Side note: we brought all our trash home, so, technically, it wasn’t the last piece, just the last clean piece! Small pocket camera case for scale! 😉
And then, before you know it, it’s the last night.
One more sleep before home.
And, while thinking about home, thoughts of relaxing with a book in an actual chair remind me that it is July 2, and, if you’re curious, you can check out how Petra’s doing in A Dog called Blitzen in this year’s summer advent calendar on Patreon!
Told you I’d be plugging the story! 😉
Chris
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