The journey from a small weather station on the north coast of Siberia up to my final starting point, the edge of the pack ice, the coast of the Arctic Ocean, took about five hours, and if anyone watched fearless Felix Baumgartner going up, rather than just coming down, you'll appreciate the sense of apprehension, as I sat in a helicopter thundering north, and the sense, I think if anything, of impending doom.
从西伯利亚北部的一个气象站开始 到我最终的起点 北冰洋海岸上一块漂浮冰块的边沿 这一段小小旅程就花了整整五个小时 如果任何人看过菲利克斯·鲍姆加特纳升上太空 而不仅仅是他纵身一跳 那么就一定会有同感 正如我坐在一架轰鸣在北方高空的直升机上 那种感觉 我想一定就是末日临头的感觉