Ten years ago i finished the descending of the Priestley Glacier as the first one, hopefully the last one 🙂 It became worst than a nightmare for me. I was prepared for very strong wind or hurricane, on my way down. That became not the biggest challenge. Crevasses bigger than houses and snow bridges became the closest call in my life.
The glacier is named after the geologist Raymond E Priestley who was at Northern Party on Scotts South Pole expedition 1910-1913. He and four others had to overwinter down at the end of the glacier, which they named Hells Gate. It is a windy place. I´m happy to be the first and only to do cross the this terrible glacier from top to bottom. But most of all, very happy and humble to be alive. Thats the truth!
Mt Shafer in the background. Hell in front.
It started with crevasses and they just grew bigger and bigger down towards the mid section of the glacier. In my lifetime, I have never been so scared before…or after. Crossing 10 – 20 meters snowbridges without any security than my own judgment of the bridge was painful and more than that.
Dimensions is not to be describe. For me it was breathtaking and painful
Aerial view. Photo Unkown. Pleas tell if you know the photographer.