Prince Christian Sound, which cuts through the southern tip of Greenland, lies packed with ice for much of the year. Only from July through September is there the hope, if the weather cooperates, of passing through. For us, the weather cooperated magnificently, blessing us with what veterans were calling the best of days.
Perhaps the encouraging weather was what made the tents so compelling, so memorable. The two tiny yellow-orange bumps hugged a pile of rock, on a bit of gravel beach, beside a glacier. Without the binoculars I would have missed them. Like the lone fisherman who had sped by earlier in his small boat, they were dwarfed by the magnitude of the landscape. Those tents, I thought, is where I would most like to be. Not cruising by, but immersed, exposed, integrated into the landscape.

I was just swept away by your descriptions of Greenland and now am back in Maine. Momentarily, you took me to a place that I had never ever been, not even in my imagination. Thanks for the journey.
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Hi Dotty and Kent…glad you are coming along with us on our adventures and hope all is well on the lake!
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Hi Laurie! I am enjoying the Blog so much – your writing and the pictures are so inviting! Blessings on your continued journey… Nancy
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Hi Nancy. I’m glad you are reading along. You would love all that we’re experiencing!
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Enjoying following your travels. The weather in Greenland looks better than what is predicted for Rotterdam next Saturday. Very mixed weather here this summer – expect a rain shower every day. Enjoy your time in Iceland and Norway. The Netherlands cannot compete with regard to landscapes. See you soon.
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We will try to bring you some sunshine. So far our grayer days have been at sea and the sun has shone brightly on most of our adventures. So looking forward to our day together!
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Wow!
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