Jacob Aue Sobol A hunter and his dogsled caught in a snowstorm on their way home. Tiniteqilaaq, Greenland. 2000.
"'Whoa, whoa!' Hans stops the dogs. I can feel it too; the ice below us is thin. Hans ceaselessly
(...) hacks the ice with the handle of his whip to see if it can bear our weight. We're on our way to a land-locked lake to catch trout. Last night, with five dogs in the boat, we sailed from Tiniteqilaaq to the edge of the Amitsivardiva Fjord. Without solid ice, the trip takes less than an hour. Today it takes five. When the ice gets too thick for the boat we continue by sledge.
Hans once fell through the ice with his dog team. The current under the ice was strong and almost dragged him toward the darkness. Trapped in the icy waters, Hans thought he would die. It wasn't until he thought of his daughter that he managed to gather enough strength to fight his way back to the surface.
We can now see open water across the ice, so we're forced to head for land and make a detour along the foot of the mountains. We slow down, as does our breathing, and our sweat turns cold. The rain pours down. The mountains arch above us, enclosing us, luring us further and further toward the end of the fjord where new mountains await new tracks."
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