Chapter 13
It didn’t take us very long to reach the Ice Wall. The Weatherman left us alone for the drive, although there was a sense that his absence was just prolonging the inevitable. We knew that he hadn’t given up.
I looked up at the ice cliff that faced us. Two kilometres of sheet ice – I couldn’t see how we were going to climb this one. It was straight up. I turned to face my companions and Sestra gave me one of those I know what you’re going to say looks.
And she was right. Although I too knew that it wouldn’t make any difference, I still said it.
“Two kilometres straight up? Vertical? You expect me to climb that?”
“You know there’s no other alternative.”
I did. Passing through the wall via the border crossing – like any normal human being – wasn’t an option for us. We had to
