Based on the wikipedia article: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arctic_realm, as generated by the random article button.

"People say that the Eskimos have 100 words for snow, but of course that's not true. Imagine having 100 separate words for anything! Ha!" 

The line of children was silent. Rhodri was crying again. He had barely stopped since they'd left Brize Norton.

"Stop that! The tears will freeze on your face!"

He'd heard that it was important to keep talking in situations like this. He couldn't remember whether it was Grylls or Mears who had said so. He was worried. Some of the children were looking through their Duke Of Edinburgh handbooks and eyeing up the satellite phone. At the youth centre he had said the silver award was a "step up" and they had seemed to buy it at the time.

He just desperately wanted to meet the Duke. 

He took a bite of Twix and counted the children. Only 12. He looked back at the horizon. Kieron Malkmus was still crying where they buried Diane. What would the Duke do? Leave him. You're only as strong as your weakest link.