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An Icy Morning, Searching for Hot Coffee

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An Icy Morning, Searching for Hot Coffee

Driving across the frozen bits of Iceland in the summer is always scary. I drive across a lot of ice, and I’m never terribly excited about it. I’ve been with people that drive across the stuff all the time, and they pay it no mind.

For a short bit in Iceland, I got to ride for a while with a guy that’s driven to the south pole a few times. Man, that guy can really drive on ice. I remember one time he turned to me very seriously and said, “When driving across a glacier, it is important that you not fall into a crevasse and die.” I told him that I agreed wholeheartedly with that statement.

An Icy Morning, Searching for Hot Coffee Driving across the frozen bits of Iceland in the summer is always scary. I drive across a lot of ice, and I’m never terribly excited about it. I’ve been with people that drive across the stuff all the time, and they pay it no mind.For a short bit in Iceland, I got to ride for a while with a guy that’s driven to the south pole a few times. Man, that guy can really drive on ice. I remember one time he turned to me very seriously and said, “When driving across a glacier, it is important that you not fall into a crevasse and die.” I told him that I agreed wholeheartedly with that statement.- Trey RatcliffClick here to read the rest of this post at the Stuck in Customs blog.