Fourth day on Spitsbergen. We leave the Polish AMU base located in Petunia Bay. We’re walking to the Sven Glacier, which for 10 years has been under the care of our guide and glaciologist. Apparently, it’s not far. Three, four hours’ walk. In front of us is a flat brown area covered with plants, stones and whale bones. Every step of the way, rocks that are 10, 20 and more million years old. There are no roads. Silence and the sound of wind. In the distance, barely visible, a reindeer is eating the remains of plants. Perfectly camouflaged. We’re looking around for other animals. Theoretically, any white spot could be a bear. Everything seems to be in sight, but it’s just an illusion. The flat terrain turns out to be not so flat after all. A small pile of stones that was not visible from afar, and a ditch in the middle. Fortunately, without water. It’s perfect. We’ll take shelter from the wind and have our first break. Water, dried fruit and nuts. It turns out that this isn’t just a ditch. This is the riverbed of the Ferdinand glacier. A glacier whose story is ending. The glacier is disappearing. The river that was made up of Ferdinand’s melting ice – is disappearing. But this allowed us to hide from the wind in its bed. Maybe this is Ferdinand’s new story. Wind protection. In the distance there are beautiful mountains with snow-capped peaks. We’ve rested. We walk on.