Day 4

Wind 7 boforts in gusts. The sky is heavily drawn. It was not even dark at night, but it was a bad comparison.
We talk and eat stirring these activities with constant checking of the wind and ice conditions in the bays and fjords. Man meditates and it is hard to get used to what is in front of his eyes. You look at what surrounds you and surrealism overpowers reality. You know that the world you know is different, you do not go every day on frozen bays, on the sea. Rarely snow is salty. He cracks, maybe he shoots, but he pushes something further to see, to convince himself, not to hear from someone.
Go to the pub and ask where to leave the weapon, you answer after drinking coffee.
We are waiting with our backpacks, the rescue barrel packed, patience …. what a difficult area of talks

Darek Aniol Engel