Articles tagged with "snow"

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The ice planet Hoth

Saturday, April 20th, 2002 | Norway 2002 | 60°35' N, 7°33' E
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The ice planet Hoth

Crossing the Hardangervidda plateau on the way from Myrdal to Oslo

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Västerås

Saturday, December 28th, 2002 | Sweden 2002 | 59°36' N, 16°33' E
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Västerås
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Gothenburg

Sunday, December 29th, 2002 | Sweden 2002 | 57°41' N, 11°57' E
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Gothenburg
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Katarinahiss

Tuesday, December 31st, 2002 | Sweden 2002 | 59°19' N, 18°4' E
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Katarinahiss
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Nyår

Wednesday, January 1st, 2003 | Sweden 2002 | 59°38' N, 17°18' E
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Nyår

A view from the bus from Stockholm to Nyköping on new year’s day 2003

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Zagreb

Saturday, February 8th, 2003 | Balkans 2003 | 45°48' N, 15°58' E
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Upper town

Saturday, February 8th, 2003 | Balkans 2003 | 45°48' N, 15°58' E
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Upper town

View over Zagreb from the Lotrščak Tower

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Train to Ljubljana

Saturday, February 8th, 2003 | Balkans 2003 | 46°5' N, 15°10' E
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Train to Ljubljana

Travelling down the valley of the Sava on the way from Zagreb to Ljubljana

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Ljubljana

Saturday, February 8th, 2003 | Balkans 2003 | 46°2' N, 14°30' E
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Ljubljana

View from the clock tower of Ljubljana castle

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Back to Trieste

Sunday, February 9th, 2003 | Balkans 2003 | 45°45' N, 14°6' E
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Back to Trieste

View from the train from Ljubljana to Opcina

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Back to Riga

Sunday, February 6th, 2005 | Latvia and Lithuania 2005 | 55°38' N, 24°21' E
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Back to Riga

A stop near the border on the way from Vilnius to Riga

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Dārziņi

Sunday, February 6th, 2005 | Latvia and Lithuania 2005 | 56°52' N, 24°18' E
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Dārziņi

Monument at the site of the Salaspils concentration camp.

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Sigulda

Monday, February 7th, 2005 | Latvia and Lithuania 2005 | 57°10' N, 24°50' E
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Sigulda
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Gauja

Monday, February 7th, 2005 | Latvia and Lithuania 2005 | 57°9' N, 24°50' E
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In the Arctic

Saturday, December 2nd, 2006 | Finland 2006 | 66°42' N, 27°23' E
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In the Arctic

Kemijärvi at 3pm

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Rovaniemi

Sunday, December 3rd, 2006 | Finland 2006 | 66°30' N, 25°43' E
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Rovaniemi
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Grenoble

Saturday, February 28th, 2009 | Grenoble 2009 | 45°6' N, 5°52' E
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Grenoble
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Exploring Tasiilaq

Saturday, June 27th, 2009 | Greenland and Iceland 2009 | 65°36' N, 37°37' W
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Exploring Tasiilaq

I camped just outside the town, on an ostensibly organised site that had no facilities bar one horrific toilet. I don’t mind camping in basic conditions but having no running water does make things more difficult. But I had a sheltered spot on a grassy promontory overlooking the fjord, and I was in Greenland, so I was pretty happy. I set up my tent under the cool grey skies. I was severely sleep-deprived after my late arrival in Iceland and early departure to get to here, so I lay down and slept.

When I woke a few hours later, I knew I was in trouble. I had all the signs of imminent disastrous caffeine withdrawal – a slight shaking, a feeling of paranoia and a rapidly developing headache. Groaning slightly, I got up and stumbled into town. I’d heard there was a book shop where you could get coffee, but it was already closed for the day. So I staggered on towards the largest supermarket in town, hoping in a crazy way that they would have some kind of cafe in store. They didn’t. Luckily I found some instant coffee, and now all I needed was water. Could I find any bottled water in the whole shop? No, I couldn’t. I found apple juice, and considered what kind of brew that would make. My symptoms were severe, and I seriously contemplated this option. Then, I found some soya milk, and decided that might work better. Unable to think about anything else, I shuffled back to my campsite, staring wildly and clutching my shopping like an eccentric OAP. I lit my stove, heated up some milk, made a ghastly, stupidly strong pseudo-coffee, drank it so eagerly that it spilled down my face, then made two more in quick succession.

Sometimes I wonder if I should give up coffee.

My cravings were alleviated, but my enthusiasm for Greenland was limited by the prospect of four days camped here with no running water and no showers. I decided to see if there was space in the hostel which owned the campsite. There was, and they said they had been mistaken in letting me use the campsite because in fact it was not yet ready for use. So I packed up my camping things and headed indoors, found a kitchen, brewed lots of coffee, and felt my enthusiasm renewed.

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Blomsterdalen

Saturday, June 27th, 2009 | Greenland and Iceland 2009 | 65°36' N, 37°39' W
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Blomsterdalen

Once I’d recovered from my caffeine deprivation, I was in a position to appreciate just how incredible Greenland is. I went for a walk up Blomsterdalen, a valley running from the fjord up into the hills and mountains of Ammassalik Island. A few locals were out for picnics at the town end of the valley but further up there was no-one. I passed the cemetery, as bleak and haunting as all Greenlandic cemeteries are, and followed a river up to a series of frozen lakes.

On my way back into town I decided to head up into the hills. Hiking here was a dream – no trails, no people, just pure wilderness. I climbed up to a ridge and looked down over the fjord. A ribbon of clouds drifted past the bleak mountains across the water, and icebergs drifted down the fjord.

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Accidental trip to Sermiligaaq

Wednesday, July 1st, 2009 | Greenland and Iceland 2009 | 65°54' N, 36°22' W
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Accidental trip to Sermiligaaq

My time on Ammassalik was over. Before I’d left London I’d booked a ticket for the ferry back to Kulusuk. The helicopter ride over had been fun but I really fancied a little sea voyage off East Greenland. It was the first scheduled ferry journey of the year – the sea ice had only recently melted enough to allow easy sailing. I packed up my things and wandered down to the port under gloomy skies.

The boat was supposed to leave at 9am, but there was little sign of any activity. I hung around on the dock until 9.30 and then vaguely wandered on board. I showed someone my ticket, and then watched dark shoals of large fish speeding around in the water. At 11.15, we chugged away from the dock, and set off for Kulusuk. The only passengers were me and five Danes. I stood on deck in the chilly breeze, swaying with the boat and watching icebergs drift by. The seas were mostly clear. The boat didn’t even need to avoid most of the icebergs – it was quite happy to ride over them.

After a couple of hours I imagined we were not too far from Kulusuk, and I started to think about what I would do there for two days. Suddenly, a crew member asked to see my ticket again. He looked a bit worried and I wondered why. I soon found out. The boat was not two hours late but two days late. Its weekly run took it all around the settlements of Ammassalik district, and today it was not actually going to Kulusuk, but to Sermiligaaq, the most remote village on the schedule. My journey was not nearly over – it had barely begun.

I sometimes have crazy dreams about accidentally getting boats or trains to completely the wrong place. This was the first time it had ever happened to me. I felt a slight sense of panic for about 10 seconds, and then realised that this was in no way a bad thing. I would have to spend another 90 pounds on a helicopter back to Kulusuk in the morning, but on the plus side I was in for a 12 hour round trip up the savage coast of East Greenland, to a remote village that I wouldn’t have otherwise gone to. The crew and the Danes couldn’t understand why I was smiling so much.

We sailed up Ammassalik Fjord. It was nothing like as ice-choked as Sermilik Fjord. It was a dull grey day and the seas and mountains looked gloomy. I lost track of time as we gently rolled along, rising and falling with the swell. I chatted to the Danes, who had travelled a lot in Nordic parts, and I chatted to one of the crew who could speak English. A couple of the other crew had simply said “Kulusuk!” and laughed as I passed them on the deck. It was all meant in a good spirit.

After almost six hours we reached Sermiligaaq. It was a slice of Greenland life that I was incredibly happy to have had this chance to see. The tiny ragged village was the first sign of human life that there had been in all the miles of fjord since Tasiilaq. It seemed unbelievable that people could live here. The arrival of the boat was quite an event – our main mission here was to deliver supplies. The Danes and I left the boat crew to their work. We had an hour to kill before heading back and I wandered around the village. The only activity was at the dock – everywhere else was deserted. In the cold drizzle it didn’t look like a very inviting place.

The boat finished its delivery, and we headed back. I watched Sermiligaaq recede into the forbidding mountains, and we sailed back into the endlessness. It was 5pm, and it was getting colder. I spent most of the return journey indoors, sheltering from icy winds. I’d brought no food with me, naturally, having expected to be on Kulusuk by lunchtime. But the Danes took pity on me, sharing biscuits and sandwiches, and the crew even offered me a share of their cooked dinner. It was very kind but I had to refuse on the grounds of vegetarianism. I probably offended them greatly. I felt bad.

Eventually, at 11pm, we chugged back into Kong Oskars Havn, and the familiar sights of Tasiilaq drifted back into view. The heavy cloud made the Greenlandic evening almost feel like it might turn into a night. I got off the boat and walked unsteadily back up to the Red House, where luckily they had room to put me up again. That night, and for days after, I felt the rocking of the boat as I lay in bed, and I saw icebergs and mountains and stern grey seas when I closed my eyes.