Time is relentless and during that span of time we call our life, our life ceases to exist. Some of us have a longer span of time than others and Vitaly was one of the short spans…
Vitaly true to his word kept the copter verily touching the ice. We were just outside the international boundary before we entered Russian waters. It was ice at this point, but that is moot in the whole picture as we crossed it as if it was land, except at one point that it showed us that water lay beneath. That was the beginning of this story, I will tell you…
We had the snow mobiles and all the supplies safe and sound a hundred meters from the helicopter. That is when Vitaly jumped from the copter and started to run to meet us. The copter shifted in the wind as it lost the last of the uplift that it had and being that the pilot had abandoned, no one was there to correct the shift. It knocked Vitaly flat on his face and landed on his legs…
We could hear his screams as the copter started to crack the ice. I started to run toward him but knew of the helplessness in that act. I was a hundred meters away, but I had to do something to make myself feel better. Then as I was running I saw the ice give out below the helicopter and Vitaly and the copter slid beneath the surface. I kept running and as I tried to make myself believe that he would need help to be drug from the water. As I got closer, I realized that no one was thrashing in the water! All O could see was a set of scratch marks in the ice and snow and ripped off fingernails and blood leading to the open freezing water. I sat down suddenly and started to cry…
Not very he-man like was it? But then I just watched a good friend die in frozen ice cold water, while being dragged under the surface by a sinking helicopter. I all happened so fast that I still do not believe that it really did happen. One minute all was going to plan and the next minute, life just sucks again…
Ben appeared next to me and said, “Lets go the ice is weak here…”
So as I write this from our first night in the tent, (Amazing how good this new system and laptop is Huh? Out in the middle of nowwhere and we have internet…) during a bitterly cold blizzard. We are still located on the ice in the Bering Straight and are trying to make the night, before we start out traveling again to the Ice Hotel Palace that we have to get to. Vitaly had set up that meeting and we knew the contacts up to that point. We hoped that we could get help from that point on. Russian is not a strong point of neither Ben or I…
But for now, Ben, Dogg, Rex (Name of Vitaly’s dog!) and I are staying warm and ate some really, not too bad food. The little paraffin stoves work good for heating and cooking. Rex was crying for hours now, as he realized his daddy was not coming back, I was very sad realizing that because of me and getting Vitaly involved, that he died. It was my fault…
Ben is quiet and in his thoughts and Dogg has grown some more. He is half as big as he was before being reborn. The process seems to have sped up after the changeling incident when he changed to a bear…
So it will takes us two days to reach where we have to go and that is if God is on our side. I hope everyone had a good Easter in the Western world. Here in Russia Easter is not until this weekend coming up. It looks like April 15th to be exact…
If all goes correct, then I will be writing from the Ice Palace next…
Before the storm hit I would have sworn that I saw a church in the distance. It was unlike any church that I have seen before. If my eyes did not deceive me the cross had a beam at the foot of the cross and it was angled. I have never see a cross with two sets of arms. One big one up high like a normal cross and then a small one at the bottom. Like a foot rest for Jesus when he was crucified. Interesting – I would say I was just seeing things and when this storm clears we will find out…
Happy Easter…
Stryker
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