I found plenty of excuses not to paddle the next day. Amongst the best were the "promises to be safe" and "not take chances with calving icebergs in the fog". Pretty convincing arguments when you are a democracy of one, in a pup-tent, with a particularly good book in your hands. My most convincing argument was of course the need to "air my finger"!
What?
Remember the slice I took out of my finger on Day 1? No? You're not missing much but I was missing a tiny chunk of skin which I kept cutting away as it dried out. I was taping my finger up when paddling and I needed more air to make it heal faster.
That's my story and I'm sticking with it.
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