No place like home!

Even though it's rained almost constantly since I landed yesterday, I always love to come home.

Hobbling through Heathrow and seeing my family for the first time in over a month was the best welcome home.

My father was quick to point out that on christmas day he'd received a nasty surprise when he got a 'Deadman alert' from my tracker, which he was obviously not too pleased with. We are still trying to figure out how that happened, besides firstly I'm definitely not dead and secondly I'm still a woman!

Today has been the first day that I've sat at my computer and am rather over-whelmed at the amazing messages I've received from all over the world - thanks to everyone for their great support.

This expedition has always been about doing things differently, in a modernised way and achieving something amazing through clever planning and expedition execution rather that doing an expedition that is longer, harder, tougher and hence a huge story about human sacrifice. In today's modern world I believe that only historical journey's can be classed as human sacrifice because we now all have the kit, equipment, clothing and more importantly a sat phone to call in help when we need it.

Having said that I've definitely sacrificed my knee as I don't believe it will ever been the same again and I can confirm that I went through the most immense pain for the last 5 days! Pain is temporary became my motto...

I am planning to write a book and have in fact already started writing and hope to have it available towards the end of the year. Details will be posted on my website.

Thanks again to everyone who has supported me and my crazy idea and to all sponsors who have provided kit and equipment, advice and support.

Thanks to my mother for being the most amazing PR Consultant in my absence, My father who helped with the initial concept for the Polar cycle and design of skis (which fortunately/unfortunately I did not need to use!), Marcus & Chris (From Qoroz Titanium Bikes) for believing in my ideas and also helping to conceptualise the polar cycle, ICE for joining the project with very little notice and building the most amazing polar cycle EVER!, my boyfriend Wayne who not only endured a month in Antarctica (he's from Africa and hates the cold!) but also 2 years of me getting up at 6.00am in the morning to train and supporting me in all ways possible and finally all of my friends who I've been practically ignoring for the last few years...please can I have you back now - I'm sorry???!

Waiting to fly out of Antarctica, January 2

It took two days of travel this time in the relative comfort of a truck for Maria to return to Union Glacier from the South Pole where she is waiting for a flight out of Antartica to Chile.
She has been plastering her swollen knee with ice and not to be daunted by injury she is hoping to do some skiing before she leaves!
She has enjoyed her first shower for a month - no more wet wipes - and she is no longer lugging a spade around in order to go to the toilet!
On the drive back from the South Pole she passed the two other cyclists who are attempting to cycle to the South Pole. The Spaniard Juan Menendez Granados was happy to give her a hug! Good sportsman!