Its hard to imagine sitting on ‘go’ like this guy. Packed and ready to go, goodbyes already said, sun’s out where he’s waiting, but storming where he needs to land.
The lack of control is the most frustrating part. On the Arctic Ocean my progress north is up to me, and even on the worst days I can battle with blizzards and headwinds and negative drift to win a few miles. Here in Resolute, where the wind is still and the sun is shining, the weather somehow has me pinned down, with no chance to fight back.
From NORTH 3: Delay http://www.bensaunders.com/standard-post/delay/