The expedition phase of our trip really began when we met up with our escort vessel and icebreaker, the RRS Ernest Shackleton, flagged out of the Falkland Islands.
And hoo boy, was it a production!
We were asked to gather on deck to greet her, and we willingly obliged.
There she was, waiting for us just off land.
She greeted us with all the bells and whistles- zodiacs trolling around us in V- formation and both helicopters buzzing and dive-bombing us.
Captain Vorland said it was the first time a helicopter had flown under his bridge!
There she was, waiting for us just off land.
She greeted us with all the bells and whistles- zodiacs trolling around us in V- formation and both helicopters buzzing and dive-bombing us.
Captain Vorland said it was the first time a helicopter had flown under his bridge!
WHAT A WELCOME to the high Arctic!
I trotted up the stairs for a quick cup of tea, only to come face-to-face with a real live Mountie- better known as Chris, one of the two representatives of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police that live in Ulukhaktok.
I felt like Sweet Nell meeting Dudley DoRight.
The sunsetting over the tiny hamlet and it's copper-filled mountains...
I wonder who uses this remote cabin.
That evening, several residents of Ulukhaktok came aboard to treat us to traditional Inuit drumming, singing and dancing.
I wonder who uses this remote cabin.
That evening, several residents of Ulukhaktok came aboard to treat us to traditional Inuit drumming, singing and dancing.
Everyone got up to dance.
Well, almost everyone.
I’m going to be quite bruised by all these pinch-me moments.
I’m going to be quite bruised by all these pinch-me moments.
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