photo: freddy and polly
When I finally opened my tired eyes, I thought I was seeing things; there in front of me was a - PENGUIN!! I blinked again and looked once more, I couldn?t believe it; it was my friend, Polly the penguin, whom I had met the last time I was on Antarctica.
She lay comfortably tucked inside Jon's down jacket. In disbelief, I squealed, "Polly.. Is it you?" I turned to give her a big hug, as she grinned "I wanted to give you a surprise."
"But where did you come from, how did you get here, what have you been eating, - tell me everything.."
We snuggled into the down, trying to stay warm as we swayed up, down, right and left, dragged along in Jon's sled... Feeling a little bit guilty that he was pulling the two of us, all his food for 55 days, enough fuel to melt 5 litres of snow every night, clothing, sleeping bag, thermarest, a tent, safety equipment, communications equipment - radios, satellite phone, solar panels, battery packs, GPS, and the list goes on.
Pat, Clare, Shaun and Jon each pull about 85kg each day and I know from pulling my own sled for the last 19 days that it isn't easy. I can see the strain and pressure on their faces as they haul the sleds over sastrugi after sastrugi... But I want to hear Polly's story!