Our lecturer at the abandoned marble quarry…and his traveling troll…and abandoned buildings. This was the furthest North we sailed reaching 79 degrees North. In contrast I imagined we had gone further south in the Antarctic but found we had only gone to 65 degrees 15 minutes through pack ice on New Year’s Eve 2018.
Lots of leftover rusty bits amidst the blooming flowers. Subjects both Larkin and I enjoy photographing. If its black and white, it is always a Larkin photo!
The next morning we were off to Forlandsundet Sound and Forlandet National Park for a hike to the Walrus’.
Larkin and Michael enjoying the views of these magnificently sized creatures with our ship in the background. We walked around the walrus’ to get a little closer. Downwind was the not the place to lollygag so we scooted through as quietly as we could since walrus’ smell as bad or worse than penguin poop in the Antarctic. However, in the Antarctic you can’t get away from the smell…you just get used to it.
The location of the walrus’ on the map and a sailboat that was probably miffed we had entered their space with 150 people zooming around on zodiacs to see the walrus’. On our zodiac ride back I caught a sailor taking a selfie on the sailboat as they prepped to leave.
St Johns Fjord or Sankt Jonsfjorden is across from Poolepyten and Forlandsundet Sound where the walrus’ were hauling themselves out of the water. Our ship went up the Fjord and Michael and I just enjoyed the views and lunch while others hiked in the afternoon. Larkin went hiking…
Off to Jan Mayen Island…
THE TRAVELING MARTINI'S 