Emma Gyllenhammar

Hello there, dear blog! It’s been quiet from us for a few days. We’re still in Antarctica and have now been out on the journey for two months! Time really flies when you’re having fun. But there’s one thing that hasn’t been flying very well lately — our kite. We’ve been averaging only 1–3 m/s of wind each day, and honestly that’s been the case ever since we started. That means progress is painfully slow, and it also takes a lot more effort to generate any speed at all. You really feel it in...

Today we woke up to the worst weather we can get — complete calm and total whiteout. A total nightmare. We fully expected to be weather-bound all day, but kept our eyes and ears open for any sign of wind. After a long midday nap, the tent fabric finally started to flutter a little around 5 p.m. We packed up and got moving, but outside it was still a full-on milk glass. We tried to rig two ski sails so we could travel close together and not lose sight of each other in the fog, but there wasn’t...

Today started with a very happy surprise — there was actually quite a bit of wind! Up here on the polar plateau it’s often completely calm, and the forecast had also suggested little to no wind for the coming days. But thanks to our Nepalese prayer flags in the tent, the weather gods must have heard us. So we kited away — not at crazy speed, but at a nice, steady pace. A good part of the day was spent changing kite sizes as the wind slowly died down and we had to go up a size. We also slept...