As the entire mid-Atlantic battles Winter Storm Jonas, I find myself fantasizing about heading someplace warm. Ecotourism. Adventure travel. Volunteer...
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The final leg of my race across the great desert of Antarctica ended Friday, and with it, the conclusion of an amazing adventure that has spanned many years.
After three days of being tossed around on the ship, struggling to hold onto my bed while sleeping and avoiding the furniture that was literally flying across the cabin at one point, we have arrived in Antarctica.
A friend once said to me "Len, you'll never be a runner." When I cross the finish line in Antarctica next month, I can officially say I've proven him wrong!
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