Esta fue la odisea de un hombre que cruzó la Antártida a pie y en solitario (FOTOS)

En 1997 un explorador noruego atravesó por primera vez la Antártida en soledad, no obstante, recibió ayuda de terceros para lograr su meta

Sin ningún tipo de asistencia y convirtiéndose en el primer hombre en hacerlo, un aventurero estadounidense atravesó la Antártida de norte a sur a pie en solitario.

Colin O’Brady, de 33 años, tardó 54 días en recorrer 1600 kilómetros mientras su posición, definida por un GPS, era indicada cada día en su sitio web

O’Brady y el británico Army Captain Louis Rudd, de 49 años, salieron individualmente el 3 de noviembre del glaciar Union, en la Antártida, para ver quien lograba completar la hazaña de cruzar a pie solo y sin asistencia el continente helado.

En 1996-97, un explorador noruego llamado Borge Ousland atravesó por primera vez la Antártida en soledad, pero recibió ayuda de terceros con cometas a lo largo de su travesía.

O’Brady y Rudd, por su parte, utilizaron unos trineos llamados pulks que pesan unos 180 kilos.

Este miércoles llegó a la meta, en el punto Ross Ice Shelf del Océano Pacífico, tras hacer un total de 1,482 kilómetros.

O’Brady cubrió los últimos 125 kilómetros en 32 horas tras decidir, mientras se hacía el desayuno, hacer la última etapa de un tirón.

“Mientras hervía agua para prepararme el desayuno, una pregunta aparentemente imposible surgió en mi mente”, escribió O’Brady en Instagram. “Me pregunté: ¿Sería posible hacer el camino que me queda hasta la meta de una tirada?”

“Para cuando me estaba atando las botas, el plan imposible se había convertido en un objetivo consolidado”, dijo. “Voy a hacer un esfuerzo y tratar de hacer los kilómetros que me faltan de un tirón”.

The New York Times describió el esfuerzo de O’Brady como uno de los “hechos más notables de la historia polar”, a la altura de la “carrera por conquistar el Polo Sur” del noruego Roald Amundsen y el ingles Robert Falcon Scott en 1911.

En 2016 un oficial del ejército inglés, el teniente coronel Henry Worsley, había intentado realizar la misma proeza, pero murió cuando buscaba terminar sin asistencia la travesía.


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Day 52: SAVOR AND FOCUS. Somehow I am still going uphill 🤦‍♂️. I spent the first 6 hours of the day climbing up again to 8300ft (only 1000ft net lower than the Pole). I feel like I am stuck in an M.C. Echer drawing where every direction leads up, a never ending staircase. In this photo I finally crested the big hill looking out on the mountains that lead to my finish line at sea level. Perhaps now I really am going down for good. In these final days I’m reminding myself of two things: First – savor these moments. I’m very eager to finish, but before I know it, I’ll be reflecting on this adventure with nostalgia. So while I’m still out here, I’m trying to enjoy it as much as possible. The second thing is – I need to stay hyper focused on execution. It’s not over until it’s over. Henry Worsely, who was a huge inspiration of mine, tragically lost his life less than 100 miles from completing this traverse. When I was crossing Greenland earlier this year on my very last night, I decided to relax my usual evening routine and didn’t check my campsite well enough and fell waist deep into a crevasse that was 200ft deep. If I’d fallen all the way to the bottom, it could have been game over. It’s often at the end when we are tired that mistakes happen. So for that reason I’m ensuring that I stay hyper focused on all of the details. Merry Christmas Eve everyone. Dear Santa🎅, All I want for Christmas is a stable high pressure weather system to bring 🌞 and no wind. Sincerely, Colin #TheImpossibleFirst #BePossible

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Day 47: THIS TOO SHALL PASS. After having my best day of the expedition yesterday, I nearly had my worst day today. I went to battle hard with my personal demons today. My anxiety started building last night after listening to a huge wind storm grow outside. The rattling of my tent kept me up and I began to get more and more nervous knowing I had to go out in it. I did my usual morning routine and then stepped into the madness. As expected, it was brutal. Blowing snow, sub zero temps and zero visibility. I packed off and headed out into the whiteout. I just entered a part of the route known as “Sastrugui National Park” aptly named for having the biggest sastrugui on the route. Pretty much the worse place to find yourself not being able to see where you are going. Due to the massive sastrugi, it’s also the one stretch where no plane can land so you are in dire straights if an emergency occurs. That really started playing on my mind after I fell hard 5 times in the first hour. What if I broke a bone or a ski? Maybe I should stop? I bargained with myself and finally decided I had to set my tent back up, less than two hours into the day. I told myself in my tent if I wanted to keep going that I could put on my long skins for better grip on the uneven surface and then continue. But I knew the effort it would take to put up the tent in a storm, it’s unlikely I was going any further. I fought to get the tent up, got inside with my skis, skins and stove, and put on my long skins. It was now decision time. Go back out? The voice in my head told me to stop, wait out the storm, rest. But the other voice told me I needed to keep moving forward or I’ll run out of food. My mind was ripping me apart. I closed my eyes and decided to meditate for a couple minutes repeating my favorite mantra: “This too shall pass.” One way or another I’d find my way out of this. Calmed and with renewed resolve I got back outside, fought to get my tent down and packed and continued onward. The storm outside never got any better, in fact it got progressively worse. However I managed to calm the storm in my mind and knock out 21.5 miles today. A great day all things considered.

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Day 29: MINIMALISM. I thought you might like to see a peek under the hood. It’s not much. The dry bags hold my food in daily rations, there’s fuel, a repair kit, my duffles hold my personal gear, clothes, medical kit, etc. On the right is “arctic bedding.” Best invention ever. My sleeping bag and pad stay just like this, rolled out when I pack them up. Saves me a ton of time and energy not having to stuff them everyday, and I can easily get into my sleeping bag after a long day. Not pictured: my tent, stove, shovel. And that’s about everything. I try to be minimalist in life in general, but this expedition has taken it to another level. I must say, it’s quite cathartic to know I have everything I need to survive right here. Nothing more, nothing less. I’ve noticed by simplifying like this, my mind is free from unnecessary clutter and I have full capacity for creativity. Another solid day in the books today; 16.8 miles. Still battling the big sastrugi. I made it to the last waypoint before the Pole. Tomorrow I turn and head directly for the South Pole. That’s feels pretty darn good! #TheImpossibleFirst #BePossible

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