The furthest I've ever got away from my front door was in the spring of 2004. I still don't know exactly what came over me, but my plan was to make a solo and unsupported crossing of the Arctic Ocean.
Vistālāk no savas mājas durvīm es nonācu 2004. gada pavasarī. Es vēl joprojām īsti nezinu, kas man uznāca, taču mana iecere bija vienatnē un bez atbalsta komandas šķērsot Ziemeļu Ledus okeānu.