Adventures in Extreme Climates

I thought my first days at the South Pole would be monumental. I had imagined stepping onto the ice with some sense of arrival, of accomplishment, of having crossed into something profound. I expected something meaningful, something that felt commensurate with the extremity of where I had just landed.

When I first began working on this book, I tried dozens of titles. Some were too dramatic, while others were too literal. Some tried too hard to sound literary. But there was one title I kept coming back to, one I thought would work from the beginning: Endurance: The Spirit of Survival at the South Pole.

I didn't plan to write a book about Antarctica. The story found me years after I left the bottom of the world, a place where silence has more to say than noise ever could.