Proof of Greenland, Part 4

After a day at sea, we entered Prince Christians Sound. The sound is at the very tippy tip of Greenland. We sailed through this narrow passage for about four hours. It was chock full of icebergs, several glaciers, towering ragged snow-dusted mountains, and the most remote village I've ever seen. Again, we had excellent weather but it was cold. Very cold. Dad called and woke me up at dawn. I literally rolled out of bed, threw on clothes and my hat and met him up on the bridge for the best view in town. We spent quite a bit of time up on the bridge until our bellies demanded some food. We spent the rest of the pass up on deck in the cold because it was just too beautiful to see from behind glass. I've picked out what I think are some of the highlights from this, but it will probably spill over into two posts.



Me out on the starboard wing of the bridge with a big iceberg. The icebergs were plentiful. Most were smaller than this one. All of them were brilliant white from a distance, but when you got right up to them, they were actually very light blue-turquoise. They also changed shape. From a distance it was impossible to tell that this one was horseshoe shaped. They are very deceiving. I think this picture was taken between 6-7AM.



Mom and me after eating some breakfast. The pass opened up about midway. As you can see, it was a beautiful morning but cold.




Can you see the village behind the rock at the foot of this mountain? We actually saw a single person in a zodiac quite away from this village earlier in the morning, and presume this is the only place he could have come from. I looked at this village through binoculars, and saw that many people were standing outside their homes watching us. I couldn't imagine living here where the only way in or out is by boat or seaplane.



Oooh, pretty.