The long stage lived up to it’s name once again.
It’s impossible to maintain a consistent pace on Stage Four and runners commonly spend almost as much time falling over as moving forward.
What followed was the first stretch of jungle proper. A baptism of fire. If a wet one.
Then something wonderful happened. Around midday, some blue was spotted in the sky.
Race Director Kris King, co-ordinated a raucous countdown before starting the race with a wave of a giant Peruvian flag.
Our Base Camp is now completely submerged in cloud. Looking out into the Kosnipata Valley, where our runners will be racing in the morning, is like looking off the edge of the world.
All our Ice Ultra runners have achieved something amazing by pushing themselves to the limit in Europe’s last remaining wilderness…
A short time ago Hugh Morris crossed the finish line in Jokkmokk and brought the 2019 edition of the Ice Ultra to a close…
Stage Four is a monster. 64km is an awfully long way under any circumstances, but when it’s minus 26c outside and the ground is covered in snow.
It’s been another crisp and clear arctic day here in Swedish Lapland, thankfully free of snowfall and wind. The temperatures have been suitable arctic too, having dropped as far as minus 32 degrees as the runners took to the startline this morning.
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