Overnight we continued around the very top of Spitzbergen
and then headed into Liefdefjorden for the day.
Auks whizzed to and fro and close in there were more Black Guillemots
close inshore while Kittiwakes streamed towards the wall of the Monacobreen.
Our land trip was first today and after a short ride in the
zodiacs we were on the beach at Texas Bar – another 1920’s trapping hut and
refuge which was built by the Nois brothers after failing to get to the New
World to create the real thing. Although
never a real bar it now hosts a fine selection of beverages from around the
world.
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| Landing point - Jim Willett |
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| Texas Bar - Jim Willett |
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| Bill and Roger at the Texas Bar |
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| Texas Bar - Jim Willett |
The slow walk took us with Pippa along the shore and up
towards the bottom of the cliffs where Brunnich’s Guillemot and Kittiwakes were
noisily nesting and pair of Arctic Skuas were breeding on the flatter areas
that we walked across. They were not
bothered by us and we did not even get dive bombed but if a Kit flew through
with food it was ‘action stations’ and off they went in pursuit.
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| Arctic Skua - so well hidden in the tundra |
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| Arctic Skua |
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| Arctic Skua |
It was florally rich once again, no doubt fertilised by run
off from the colony above and Pink-feet and Barnacles grazing below. The delightful song of Snow Buntings
rebounded across the boulder fields and displaying males seemed to blow by like
oversized snowflakes.
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| Pink-footed Goose - Jim Willett |
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| Pink-feet on nesting slopes |
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| Snow Bunting |
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| Snow Bunting - a very smart female |
The was a fair chance of Arctic Fox here and Marco found one
sleeping amongst the rocks. It knew we
were there but just raised its head, yawned and stuck its nose back under its
tail. The other groups converged and
after a while it got up and stretched and began to circle around us giving
everyone the chance to enjoy it. Its
front half was still in fluffy winter coat but the hind end was already a sleek
chocolate summer pelt and it was no wonder that it was scratching so much.
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| Itchy and scratchy Arctic Fox |
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Arctic Fox - what a delightful little canid
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| Arctic Fox - Jim Willett |
Arctic Fox - Cindy Nickerton
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| And a historical testament to the fur trade - a dead weight drop trap designed for despatching Foxes without damaging the pelt. |
All too soon we were making our way back to the zodiacs
where Eider and a pair of Long-tailed Ducks paddled offshore.
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| Purple Saxifrage |
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| Pippa in full flow - rapt audience |
The Ortelius moved us all further into the fjord while we
were lunching in mid-afternoon we once again left the ship for our proper visit
to the over four mile long wall of Monacobreen and its neighbour Seligerbreen
which in places towers almost 200 feet high.
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| Seligerbreen |
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| Monacobreen - vast - 4.4km wide and almost 60m high in places |
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| Woof... |
It was a breath-taking experience and not being distracted by
immediate thoughts of Polar Bears made for a more memorable experience this
time. Marco was in charge of our zodiac
so we had plenty of glacier evolution input as we bumped through the brash ice,
into grumbling growlers and avoided substantial bergybits while the ice wall groaned and creaked and
occasionally cracked like a clap of thunder.
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| Rise of the Seligerbreen Ice Giant |
We even saw a couple of calving episodes when large pieces
of the front wall simply collapsed into the sea before rising back up and
turning until they found their happy floating point. One such piece collapsed into the outflow
area where hundreds of Kittiwakes were frantically picking at morsels causing a
sudden dread if birds in all directions but try as we might we could not pick
out any Ivory Gulls and just the odd Glaucous Gull and Arctic Terns.
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| A second Iceberg Giant disturbed by our passing |
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| Mostly Kittiwakes around the submarine glacial upwelling |
The most magnificent piece of ice was what Marco informed us
was a shooter – a submarine area of ice that had broken free and rockets out
from underneath. Being at such pressure
gave it amazing colours and translucency as well as striations of debris that
had been trapped within it. A Glaucous Gull posed rather nicely on the top.
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| Kittiwakes |
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| Kittiwake |
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| Kittiwake |
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| The Shooter |
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| Glaucous Gull |
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| The Shooter |
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| The Shooter |
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| The Shooter |
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| The Shooter |
We got
incredibly close to the Black Guillemots and Arctic Terns and even a huge Bearded Seal that seemed
quite cool about us and surfaced alongside showing off those amazing whiskers
that to uses to feel along the sea floor for prey.
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| Black Guillemot |
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| Black Guillemot |
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| Bearded Seal - one of my favourite encounters of the whole adventure |
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| Bearded Seal |
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| Arctic Terns |
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| Arctic Terns |
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| Arctic Tern |
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| Black Guillemot - Jim Willett |
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| Black Guillemot - Jim Willett |
The ice colours and sculptures were a wonder to see and our
minds managed to find The Cat in the Hat and a fine Shoebill as we made our way
back to the Ortelius.
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| The Shoebill |
It had been
another amazing day in the Arctic.