The best south in the world
I don't want to give too much away - of course I want you to watch the movie. But this much: in the first week, it wasn't clear whether we would even reach the southern tip. Storms, bad weather, obstacles, unplanned rest days. And we only had 14 days to get back to Doktorbreen.
But bad weather also means no sun, no energy. The technology suffers, especially when it rains for a whole day (and that in the Arctic!). As the air pressure steadily dropped, so did my motivation and drive to film. This gray weather and the constant interruptions even in the first days of the expedition eat into your own psyche. It's a dilemma: you know you should switch on the camera and take pictures, but something stops you; your body (or mind?) just doesn't want to. I constantly had the feeling that I was losing the film - as if something was slipping away that I could no longer capture.
Even today, I can't say exactly why that was. Everyone has a day when things don't go so well. Perhaps this feeling is simply intensified in an unfamiliar environment like the Arctic. Maybe I put too much pressure on myself with the film project, which wasn't necessary.
Whenever you do something for the first time, you always have this uncertainty - will it even work out what I've set out to do? For the first time, a one-and-a-half-month expedition, for the first time a major documentary film project, and for the first time the pressure from sponsors and financial backers was perhaps a bit much in retrospect. It was very icy water that I threw myself into.
I only realized it afterwards: This lack of motivation in the first few days spread to everyone. So it was completely normal. Perhaps this also strengthened the will of each of us to continue even more intensively and to do everything in our power to reach the southern end of Spitsbergen after all.
A little spoiler for anyone who hasn't seen the movie yet: Yes, we reached the southern tip. It was a wonderful day. The whole team cheered. And we started the actual traverse.
I had a few more lapses in motivation over the next 30 days, but I learned to deal with them - to accept them rather than suppress them. It remains a shitty feeling, but it was good to know that it gets better every time.