
On January
1st, 2004, four Israelis and four Palestinians (two women and six men) set off
on a sea and land expedition to the distant reaches of Antarctica. Their goal
is to summit and name a previously unclimbed mountain. Their expedition is
called : 'Breaking the Ice'. This journey combines the spirit of adventure
with a quest for understanding. It will force people separated by deep
political and religious differences to cooperate in pursuit of a shared goal.
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Israeli-Palestinian Antarctic Expedition Sparks International Affair
(Expedition Log 10)
By Michael Greenspan
Vernadsky
Research Station, Antarctica (65° S -- 64° W) |
  
It all began with Catrin
Ellis Jones’ Pisco Sours (a mixture of pisco – an alcoholic beverage debatably
of Peruvian or Chilean origin -- fresh lemon juice, crushed ice, whisked egg
whites and icing sugar). Fueled by the first mate’s concoction, the evening
took on a life of its own.
The Breaking the Ice peace
expedition to Antarctica had just concluded a brief voyage down the Penola
Strait, after a morning visit to the nesting colony of Adelie penguins on
Yalour Island (with Palestinian team member Suleiman al-Khatib persuaded to
come along despite his distaste for the aroma of penguin guano). After Pelagic
Australis and Pelagic had dropped anchor in a small, protected cove alongside
the Ukrainian Vernadsky Research Station, the two boats tied up together and
there was little to do but enjoy the warmth of a splendid Antarctic summer
evening.
Sausages, ham and cheeses
appeared as an accompaniment to the drinks and when the pisco ran out wine and
whisky replaced it, along with orange juice for the abstemious. With Israeli
and Palestinian expedition members, mountain guides, ships’ crew, media and
communication specialists visiting back and forth between the boats, a
cocktail party atmosphere began developing in the most bizarre of locations.
That’s when Vladimir,
Vladimir, Vladimir and Yevgeny showed up – two Ukrainian researchers, their
station chief and cook – bearing a welcoming gift of vodka from the Vernadsky
stores. Glasses were rapidly filled and raised in a toast to international
friendship. This led to another toast -- to Israeli-Palestinian peace -- which
led, in turn, to more toasts – to various nations, notions, emotions and
individuals. Ship’s doctor Arik Shechter, who immigrated to Israel from the
Ukraine, helped out with translation, but the reasons for each refilling of
the glasses were becoming less and less apparent and of increasingly less
concern to the participants.
Vernadsky Research Station is
famous for its hospitality. During their yearlong posting in the Antarctic
these Ukrainian scientists conduct important studies of the environment (in
fact, the hole in Earth’s ozone layer was discovered here during the base’s
former incarnation as Great Britain’s Faraday Research Station). But, in
addition to their ecological research the Ukrainians have also gained
notoriety as the proprietors of the southernmost bar on the face of the planet
– a popular stop for people traveling through the region. They are spreaders
of goodwill in the remoteness of the frozen continent.
In a gesture of hospitality,
the crew of Pelagic Australis invited its Ukrainian friends to stay on board
for a dinner of roast lamb and mashed potatoes mixed with carrots, along with
an uninterrupted flow of wine and vodka. All attempts at serious conversation
proved futile and the evening repast was heavily spiced with hysterical howls
of laughter. Nasser Quass, a devout Muslim who refrains from alcohol, seemed
inebriated by the spirit of the moment. “I don’t believe I’m seeing this,” he
said. “Look at these Israelis and Palestinians and French and Americans and
Ukrainians all sitting around together and having fun. Everyone’s speaking a
different language and it doesn’t make any difference if they really
understand. They’re just enjoying themselves. No one back home will believe me
if I tell them this is what I discovered in Antarctica.”
Indeed, it was becoming
increasingly difficult to think of this as an “extreme” expedition. And when
the music began blasting from the loudspeakers in the ship’s saloon, any
pretense of hardship on the high seas completely evaporated. With only three
women on board, compared with about 25 men, the dancing got off to a slow
start. But when Genya (he’d been Yevgeny before the drinking began) did his
impression of John Travolta’s “Pulp Fiction” disco dance, the ice was truly
and fully broken. Within minutes, the entire crowd was on its feet.
What followed (until some
indeterminate hour of the morning) is difficult, and perhaps unwise, to
describe. After all, Breaking the Ice is a very serious initiative – an
attempt by Israelis and Palestinians to reach the summit of an unclimbed
mountain in Antarctica in order to show their peoples that they can, indeed,
work together in pursuit of shared objectives. So, suffice it to report the
following: expedition leader Doron Erel really does know how to boogie;
Palestinian Olfat Haider and Israeli Yarden Fanta have some great moves on the
dance floor; given enough liquid encouragement, even mountain guides can lose
their equilibrium; even in Antarctica, it’s never too cold to take off your
shirt; spending ten days together at sea is more than enough reason to let off
some steam; and Catrin Ellis Jones makes a powerful pisco sour.
Yes, there are also days –
and nights – like this here in the far southern latitudes. This one was a
prelude to more difficult days and nights ahead as the expedition team gears
up to leave its boats behind, pitch its tents and begin the long trek across
the ice toward its final objective.
Israeli-Palestinian Antarctic
Trekkers on the Ice
(Expedition Log 11)
By Michael Greenspan
Prospect Point, Antarctica (66°
S -- 65° W)
January 11, 2004
Pelagic Australis makes its
way ever so gingerly among the floating sheets of sea ice off the coast of the
Antarctic Peninsula, taking care to avoid the growlers (iceberg fragments)
scattered among them. The boat’s aluminum hull can handle the former with
relative ease, but the latter could do it serious damage. Just a week ago the
sea ice was still frozen into a single solid mass and Prospect Point was
unreachable. Today, we’re headed toward the shore.
There’s an air of excitement
on board this morning. The Breaking the Ice expedition is within sight of the
mountain its eight Israeli and Palestinian team members hope to climb in the
days ahead – the mountain from which they hope to tell the world that their
two peoples can set aside their historic conflict and work together in pursuit
of a better future.
From this perspective, the
mountain doesn’t look very high, very far or very difficult, but distances
here can be very deceiving.
The weather is glorious –
sunny and warm, windless and cloudless. People are dressed lightly, without
gloves or hats. With the sun reflecting so strongly off the still water,
everyone’s wearing sunglasses. And all are hoping that things will remain
exactly as they are for the next few days, ensuring a smooth trek across the
ice. If the winds blow too hard or snow begins to fall, the team might be
forced to spend its time seeking shelter in tents rather than moving toward
its objective.
The expedition has to be
prepared for every possibility, so this day is spent getting organized. On the
foredeck, team members are gathering ski poles and snowshoes and crampons,
food and canisters of cooking gas, climbing ropes and tents. Expedition leader
Doron Erel and mountain guide Nadav Khalifa oversee everything, counting every
item to make sure nothing has been forgotten.
On the aft deck,
communications specialist Tony Robinson is helping media producer Mario
Dirienger assemble and test the portable (but heavy) satellite ground station,
generator, fuel and computers that will enable the trekkers to beam news of
their progress to people around the world.
Below deck, other team
members are stuffing their backpacks with sleeping bags, thermal air
mattresses, toilet paper, toothbrushes and utensils, along with various layers
of fleece and down cold weather apparel – along with cameras, cameras and more
cameras.
Expedition physician Arik
Shechter is assembling his medical kit, carrying everything from aspirin to
surgical implements, ready for any eventuality that may befall the team as it
moves across the frozen glacier and its hidden crevasses.
And cameraman Colin Rosin is
everywhere, capturing everything on video, observed by the occasional passing
penguin or two.
While lead climbing guide
Denis Ducroz and Pelagic Australis’ captain Skip Novak set off to scout the
route to the mountain, team members Avihu Shoshani and Suleiman al-Khatib
begin the slow process of loading all the equipment on rubber dinghies and
ferrying it to shore. The expedition’s red plastic sleds are already there,
waiting to carry whatever’s too big or too heavy to go on people’s backs.
The preparations will last
most of the day. Everything will be checked and double-checked. Once the group
sets out toward its mountain, there will be no turning back.
The teamwork evident on the
boat this morning belies the heated debate that erupted last night in Pelagic
Australis’ saloon when the expedition members attempted to work out the
language of the joint declaration they plan to issue upon reaching the summit
of the mountain. They want to make a statement that will resonate strongly
with both Israelis and Palestinians, but finding words general enough to be
accepted by all yet strong enough to get the expedition’s message across
proved to be no easy task.
The conversation began calmly
enough, with Breaking the Ice initiator Heskel Nathaniel suggesting that the
resolution simply state the team’s understanding that Israelis and
Palestinians can live together in peace. “This is what we’ve seen here, among
us,” said Nathaniel. “We’ve been together for ten days now. Look at how we’re
getting along. This should be our message to the world – that we can do it,
and that it can be done.” The suggestion met with universal approval.
But the atmosphere began
heating up when Suleiman al-Khatib suggested that the resolution be more
specific, including an objection to the separation fence Israel is building
between it and the Palestinians. Doron Erel argued that adopting a political
stance was not the expedition’s goal -- that its message was and should remain
human. When Ziad Darwish suggested that the resolution make a statement
opposing all use of violence, Avihu Shoshani argued that Israel’s actions
toward the Palestinians were not violence but, rather, self-defense.
The longer the conversation
continued, the more bitter the debate became. Avihu Shoshani became furious
when Nasser Quass argued that Israel and the Jews had no real claim to what
they call the Temple Mount in Jerusalem, now the site of the Al Aksa mosque,
because there had never been a Jewish temple there. Quass was enraged when
Yarden Fanta called Palestinian Authority Chairman Yasser Arafat a terrorist
and murderer. Ziad Darwish left the room, claiming that the conversation had
turned into a forum for sensationalism. And Olfat Haider, sitting off to the
side, appeared transfixed by the anger in the air. Later, she broke down in
tears.
Yet, despite their
differences, this morning all the team members were back on deck, helping
prepare the equipment they’ll need for the days ahead, getting ready to embark
on the final leg of a journey that has already carried them more than 13,000
kilometers from their homes in the Middle East.
Late in the afternoon, with
all their equipment ashore, they established their first base camp on
Antarctic soil, ready to begin days of trekking and camping, testing their
physical and mental abilities and, they hope, proving to everyone that they
can break the ice – that they, the people, can achieve peace.
It all began with Catrin
Ellis Jones’ Pisco Sours (a mixture of pisco – an alcoholic beverage debatably
of Peruvian or Chilean origin -- fresh lemon juice, crushed ice, whisked egg
whites and icing sugar). Fueled by the first mate’s concoction, the evening
took on a life of its own.
The Breaking the Ice peace
expedition to Antarctica had just concluded a brief voyage down the Penola
Strait, after a morning visit to the nesting colony of Adelie penguins on
Yalour Island (with Palestinian team member Suleiman al-Khatib persuaded to
come along despite his distaste for the aroma of penguin guano). After Pelagic
Australis and Pelagic had dropped anchor in a small, protected cove alongside
the Ukrainian Vernadsky Research Station, the two boats tied up together and
there was little to do but enjoy the warmth of a splendid Antarctic summer
evening.
Sausages, ham and cheeses
appeared as an accompaniment to the drinks and when the pisco ran out wine and
whisky replaced it, along with orange juice for the abstemious. With Israeli
and Palestinian expedition members, mountain guides, ships’ crew, media and
communication specialists visiting back and forth between the boats, a
cocktail party atmosphere began developing in the most bizarre of locations.
That’s when Vladimir,
Vladimir, Vladimir and Yevgeny showed up – two Ukrainian researchers, their
station chief and cook – bearing a welcoming gift of vodka from the Vernadsky
stores. Glasses were rapidly filled and raised in a toast to international
friendship. This led to another toast -- to Israeli-Palestinian peace -- which
led, in turn, to more toasts – to various nations, notions, emotions and
individuals. Ship’s doctor Arik Shechter, who immigrated to Israel from the
Ukraine, helped out with translation, but the reasons for each refilling of
the glasses were becoming less and less apparent and of increasingly less
concern to the participants.
Vernadsky Research Station is
famous for its hospitality. During their yearlong posting in the Antarctic
these Ukrainian scientists conduct important studies of the environment (in
fact, the hole in Earth’s ozone layer was discovered here during the base’s
former incarnation as Great Britain’s Faraday Research Station). But, in
addition to their ecological research the Ukrainians have also gained
notoriety as the proprietors of the southernmost bar on the face of the planet
– a popular stop for people traveling through the region. They are spreaders
of goodwill in the remoteness of the frozen continent.
In a gesture of hospitality,
the crew of Pelagic Australis invited its Ukrainian friends to stay on board
for a dinner of roast lamb and mashed potatoes mixed with carrots, along with
an uninterrupted flow of wine and vodka. All attempts at serious conversation
proved futile and the evening repast was heavily spiced with hysterical howls
of laughter. Nasser Quass, a devout Muslim who refrains from alcohol, seemed
inebriated by the spirit of the moment. “I don’t believe I’m seeing this,” he
said. “Look at these Israelis and Palestinians and French and Americans and
Ukrainians all sitting around together and having fun. Everyone’s speaking a
different language and it doesn’t make any difference if they really
understand. They’re just enjoying themselves. No one back home will believe me
if I tell them this is what I discovered in Antarctica.”
Indeed, it was becoming
increasingly difficult to think of this as an “extreme” expedition. And when
the music began blasting from the loudspeakers in the ship’s saloon, any
pretense of hardship on the high seas completely evaporated. With only three
women on board, compared with about 25 men, the dancing got off to a slow
start. But when Genya (he’d been Yevgeny before the drinking began) did his
impression of John Travolta’s “Pulp Fiction” disco dance, the ice was truly
and fully broken. Within minutes, the entire crowd was on its feet.
What followed (until some
indeterminate hour of the morning) is difficult, and perhaps unwise, to
describe. After all, Breaking the Ice is a very serious initiative – an
attempt by Israelis and Palestinians to reach the summit of an unclimbed
mountain in Antarctica in order to show their peoples that they can, indeed,
work together in pursuit of shared objectives. So, suffice it to report the
following: expedition leader Doron Erel really does know how to boogie;
Palestinian Olfat Haider and Israeli Yarden Fanta have some great moves on the
dance floor; given enough liquid encouragement, even mountain guides can lose
their equilibrium; even in Antarctica, it’s never too cold to take off your
shirt; spending ten days together at sea is more than enough reason to let off
some steam; and Catrin Ellis Jones makes a powerful pisco sour.
Yes, there are also days –
and nights – like this here in the far southern latitudes. This one was a
prelude to more difficult days and nights ahead as the expedition team gears
up to leave its boats behind, pitch its tents and begin the long trek across
the ice toward its final objective.

 
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