n 1996, I was one of only two women in a team of 14 novices to ski to the Magnetic North Pole. I had never done an expedition – or anything even like one – before. But I said to myself, ‘If it’s meant to be, I’ll find a way to make it happen.’ I ended up skiing for 350 miles to the Magnetic North, dragging a sledge weighing 60kg – the weight of the average woman! It took a whole month. I did it because I’m led by curiosity. I thought, ‘I wonder what it’s like to survive for a month in the cold.’ And, most importantly, ‘I wonder whether I can do something like that.’ And, rather than making a judgement, I
