We woke up early and ate our last rations of porridge. The camp was packed about 2 hours later, and our eyes were fixed straight ahead into the towering blocks of ice pilled up in the direction where our route out of the ice cap should be.
Lucky Bengt had been here before and he had all the waypoints stored in his GPS. Also there was just enough snow and the temperatures were just high enough that the ice was soft and our boots had a good grip even without the crampons.
With all the luck on our side we sticked to the route and in the middle of the day we finally battled our way through to the point where we could actually see where the brown stones replace the white and blue ice surface. It seemed so close, just a few kilometers away, but there was still a lot of hard work on our plates before we could really walk on the solid land.
Still, we unpacked the satphone and optimistically ordered a pick up at 9pm. We were now just 600 m above the sea level, air was warm and moist and there was a light drizzle falling from the overcast sky. Wet, sweaty and tired we decided to walk in the Glacier Rivers that started to fill up with meltwater.
Now, that was a true fun! - splashing in the water and fast progress without dragging the pulkas over never ending ice mountains brought up our spirits. We were as happy as kids playing in a puddle.
The continuous work did not let us feel cold and at 7pm we victoriously exited the icy jungle and reached the terminus glacier moraine. From there it was just an easy walk carrying the pulkas on the trail to the start of the road. After an hour ride on the bus we reached Kangerlussuaq. Thanks to the kind locals we could enjoy fresh Danish bread for dinner!
We have walked and skied 550 km over the ice, spend 27 days and nights together and shared a wonderful experience. This is the end of our highway, but the memories of this Greenland crossing will inspire our ways again and again and again…
The Highway 5