This one is for all of you wondering how I got back after the giant leap for southerner kind. Answer was; Very carefully, with fear for my life, or fear of the shelf of the iceburg cracking off into the water.
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"Dangerous? I laugh in the face of danger!" is filed under photoblog. It was published in February 2008.
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hahaha I remember seeing that other picture and thinking that exact same thing.
graceful isn’t he?
why didnt you just run and jump it?
And not even a tuque! Just sneakers too.
You’re a brave one. Looks like a good adventure though.