Back in 2008 I went for a walk in a gentle storm in Uummannaq. I remember being blown around a lot, hence the shaky photos, but it wasn’t too bad. Here’s a few photos from the more industrial side of the island, including this one of the scrap metal yard.
Scrap metal doesn’t disappear in the Arctic, as the many, many rusty oil barrels lying round and about demonstrates. I’ve seen the “same” barrels in Greenland and Alaska, usually left behind near an old mine or field camp with makeshift helicopter pads. However, a good chest freezer (don’t mention the Freon gasses) always comes in handy.
Then there’s the classic giggle photo. Some Danish words are wonderful for English speakers. The Danish word fart means speed. And while you might be tempted to wonder why you need three male appendages according to the sign in the photo above, let me reassure you that knob is Danish word for knots and you can only do three of them in and out of the harbour. Makes sense, really, when you think of all the ice smashing around. There’s some BBBs in the background. BBB? That would be Bloody Big Bergs!
And, shameless plug, I used the above photo for the cover of The Glacier Wraith. 🙂