A beautiful melancholy of the stubborn perseverance when you challenge yourself to meet up to your own personal standards and let everybody watch the raw emotions of you completing your goal. WOW. I felt like I was in the moments with him, when he'd discover the unexpected barriers of days or marsh crossings, canyons, rocks... ice forever... and the will to persevere, despite knowing you're not really doing it for any other reason than to just complete it, because you've come this far- but it's hell... it's been hell, and everyone is behind you, whatever you decide- but they expect you to surrender- because you know it's been HELL, but you just keep going forward - eventually asking yourself, WHY? Why go on. Is this worth it?
Review of Alone Across the Arctic
