Wed
23 Jul
2014
After the colourful tundra in northwestern Spitsbergen, the drift ice in the northeast is a completely different world. Hard and tough, you feel clearly, that we are not made for this world, we wouldn’t last too long here without warm clothes and some other useful things. A good ship and a hot cup of tea certainly make life better here. Cold and windy, waves are breaking over the blue edges of ice floes. The wind is pushing the ice together to form a compact, endless field of pack ice with a sharply defined edge.
For the wildlife, it is the place to be. Lively Harp seals are swimming near the ice edge. Two walrusses are resting on an ice floe. A mighty bull, the ends of his huge tusks are almost touching each other, and his younger friend.
We leave this fascinating, but quite hostile world of the ice. A few hours later, we have entered yet another, again completely different, fascinating world: the polar desert of Nordaustland. Barren polar land in the deepest corners of Murchisonfjord. Colourful stones, colours from the days before there was life on land.
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And then, a female polar bear on a little island, holding a siesta on a snow field. Remains of a seal not far away on the shore. She is resting in the most beautiful light of the midnight sun, watching us occasionally with a slightly tired view, yawning, eating some snow. Making 28 polar travellers and some guides and crew very happy.