The man felt like a speck in the frozen nothingness. Every direction he turned, he could see ice stretching to the edge of the Earth: white ice and blue ice. There were no living creatures in sight. Not a bear or even a bird. Nothing but him: http://nyer.cm/bZR2Qnn pic.twitter.com/iHlY57MNCv
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And, whereas Shackleton had been part of a large expedition, Worsley, who was fifty-five, was crossing alone and unsupported: http://nyer.cm/bZR2Qnn pic.twitter.com/YfA8tV5X0I
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No food caches had been deposited along the route to help Worsley forestall starvation, and he had to haul all his provisions on a sled, without the assistance of dogs or a sail. Nobody had attempted this feat before: http://nyer.cm/bZR2Qnn pic.twitter.com/YIwuFeJm3K
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@DavidGrann's story about Henry Worsley’s solitary journey—that became a singular test of character—across Antarctica: http://nyer.cm/bZR2Qnn pic.twitter.com/AOR9wi7al0Show this thread
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