The Flight-Logged Shoe

The upper glacier was thick with plain parts. You can hardly sit and rest without finding something aviation-related in the rocks at your feet. I find the cabin altimeter sitting among a lot of other wreckage in the cockpit. Jose and Robert find one of the pilot's jackets, still half-buried in the ice. By lunchtime, we're all thoroughly exhausted. But as we head back towards the spot to eat lunch, Isaac finds something totally out of place. A green bundle of fabric wrapped up with white yarn, and still partially frozen in theIce.