We did it. We crossed Greenland unsupported.

The last 9 days were a huge effort- battling strong winds, cold, even heat, deep snow, steep and jagged glacier. The biggest challenge – 100% focus on being able to move on, fast and survive for 100% of the time of this stretch.

At some point we started to notice that the icecap starts dropping below the horizon, and suddenly, a significant distance afterwards we saw it – the sea, the ice sheet, the icebergs, and then mountains, and we know this is our last 48 hours of the expedition. Last night on the ice.

The way down was long and technical. We got grinned quite literally on the slopes until we reached the finish line, meeting another team that just recently arrived. They departed one day before us so it appears we were faster 🤠. We waited together to the heli lift that did arrive after a short few hours of organizing our sleds for aerial transport.

Finally out of the ice and back to civilization! We spent a day in Tasiilaq, a simple Inuit town, with little to no infrastructure but with a magical tranquil vibe, to recover, rest, dry and pack our gear

From there we flew to Kulusuk, a smaller town but in a flatter island, allowing the building of a runway. Just before our flight, I tool the opportunity to check my weight on the luggage scale to find – I lost 8 kg in one month. Find me for advice on Greenlandic diet

We are now in Kulusuk, and the team is slowly scattering in all directions to their homes around the world – 🇮🇱🇺🇸🇬🇧🇳🇴🇫🇷🇦🇺🇵🇱🇿🇦

An incredible journey through ice, storms, exhaustion, silence, friendship, and discovery. One of the most powerful experiences of my life, shared with an extraordinary team of people.

But the truth is that complete happiness and freedom are waiting for me somewhere else – at home.

With my wife Hadar, my true partner through every storm, with whom I can’t wait to return to simple routine moments together after such a long absence.

With Johnathan, who will probably ask me before anything else: “What did you bring me?”

With Eylon, who will immediately start firing questions about everything we saw and did.

With Emma, who may first be angry at me for disappearing for so long, but shortly after will start telling me endless stories as if no time passed at all.

And with our loyal dogs, who no matter what happens in life will greet me like I’ve returned from the moon – running, jumping, licking, pure happiness.

Crossing Greenland was a dream and a privilege. But coming home to the people you love – that is the real grand finale of the journey.

Now I focus on treating my blistered feet, so I can rush down the corridor leading to the luggage conveyors in Ben Gurion airport; rest my aching muscles and bones, so I could swiftly pick up the luggage and run out; repair my sun-scorched lips, so I could kiss my wife waiting for my arrivals at the arrivals hall; cut down my beard and fix my dry face skin, so I can softly press my children cheeks to mine without complaints; mend my frostbites on the thighs, so I could sit them on my laps and tell stories and hear theirs; and not less important, shower so the dogs will not mistaken me for a stinking treat.

And now, the long journey home begins. 5 days, and I am back home 🏠