With that in mind, Peter calmly walked to the bottom of the iceberg and stared up at the huge wall of ice in front of him. After making sure his equipment was ready, he took a deep breath and began to climb. The ice was difficult to deal with; it was both slippery and very cold. Every move he made was a challenge because he could not predict how the ice would hold up. He used his ice axe to anchor himself and carefully went up step by step.
All he could hear as he climbed was his own breathing and the sound of the cracking ice below him, breaking the silence around him. Climbing higher, Peter noticed that the slopes became steeper and the holes in the ice bigger. He navigated through this maze of ice, feeling his muscles working harder than ever with each movement. The cold air tingled his skin and reminded him how unforgiving this place was.