The Ice Cave: A Woman's Adventures from the Mojave to the by Lucy Jane Bledsoe

By Lucy Jane Bledsoe

For Lucy Jane Bledsoe, wasteland had continually been a resource of peace. yet in the course of one disastrous solo journey within the wintry excessive Sierra she got here head to head with a hindrance: the desolate tract now not felt like domestic. The Ice Cave recounts Bledsoe’s desert trips as she recovers her reference to the wild and discovers the meanings of worry and grace. 

These are Bledsoe’s gripping stories of heading off wolves in Alaska, encountering UFOs within the Colorado desolate tract, and looking for mountain lions in Berkeley. Her memorable tale “The Breath of Seals” takes readers to Antarctica, the wildest continent in the world, the place she camped out with geologists, biologists, and astrophysicists. those clean and deeply own narratives remind us what it skill to be easily one member of 1 species, looking for foodstuff and shelter—and moments of grace—on our planet.

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I almost laughed in his face. Even if we were about to be stranded for eight days in one of the most expensive places in the world, I’d be damned if I was going to sand and paint a boat hull, in tropical heat, on my vacation. Or sleep in that stinky main salon another eight nights. “I don’t think so,” I told Dan. “What do you mean? ” His tone implied we owed him. He also looked a little trapped, both angry and as if he might cry. “Not deserting,” I said firmly. “Disembarking. In St. ” The next day we motored into Charlotte Amalie and dropped anchor.

Get in, get in, get in, his hand motions urged. ” we cried with relief. “It’s okay,” I told the cab driver in English. ” Not exactly true, but true enough. Pat tried to assure him in Spanish. ” The cab driver looked over the two burly men who were now pulling my duffel back out of the trunk and taking Pat’s bag from her hands. He gave his two crazy American women one last glance, 25 UWP: Bledsoe: The Ice Cave page 26 scornful this time, as if he’d suddenly pitched his concern for us far out to sea, accepted his big tip, and drove away.

The close, hot air of the main salon made me feel sicker, so immediately following lunch I headed up the ladder again. No longer expecting leisure, I stood on deck and waited for the next torturous chore to be announced. The boat rocked and heaved, a motion that back home I’d fantasized as being nurturing, soothing, hypnotic, but which instead was one of the most unsettling feelings imaginable. We’d been warned to never vomit in the heads but to weave our arms in the ratlines, to avoid going overboard, while delivering the contents of our stomachs to Neptune.

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