Just as easily as they had vanished some seven-and-a-half days earlier, the wolves suddenly reappeared, apparently without a care in the world. It was about nine in the morning and both Mark and Jonny had been up all night filming other creatures. Both were shattered ...

It was my turn to explore the outlying areas, and this time I thought I’d go north to try to get a view over the low-lying plains to the other side where another fiord comes in. The day was beautiful; there was a slight chill ...

It was Jonny’s day to do a bit of exploring and increase our knowledge of the locality, so he followed our tracks east and was able to get over the river that was too strong for “H” and me previously. We’ve all noticed huge daily ...

As the wolves were still away hunting – it had been 72 hours now – cameraman Mark was eager to capture the other bits of footage which will make up the whole story and so went off to the beach to see what he could ...

We had a little rain overnight; more of our 6cm annual quota. It still seems quite bizarre to me to have rain in this land where I’m normally struggling to get comfortable due to the intense cold.  The snow on the mountains is really getting ...

We all agreed that the more we knew about the whole area, the better we would be at trying to capture some of the film sequences that were required. So “H” and I planned a recce trip going further east than we had been before. ...

The following day I woke at 1000 hrs despite not finishing filming until 0300 hrs. My duties now were all about supporting the crew as much as they needed: filling the ATVs and generator with fuel; filling cooking stoves with fuel; putting hot water in ...

Friday was the big day when Jonny Keeling, the producer, and Mark Smith, the cameraman, had been due to arrive. We were to pick up all the camera gear and the rest of our supplies from the makeshift airstrip and finally be reunited with the ...