It’s been approximately 30 years since I transitioned from film to digital photography. Those who are not of that era cannot appreciate how difficult it was to decide which pictures to take and which not to.

The largest regular film rolls took 36 pictures. In my childhood my dad used a Mercury “half frame” camera that took 72 images per roll by exposing only half of the 35mm width each time. It was ok for slides, but not for prints.

There was a cost for the film, and then the greater cost of processing the film. My 35 mm Minolta SLR was an excellent camera. I typically limited myself to two rolls of film a day (72 pictures) while traveling. If memory serves me correctly, two rolls would have cost approximately $20 for the film and processing. In those days $20 would have paid for a nice evening out, dinner and a movie for a young couple.

My subject matter selection and photo execution were rarely perfect. However, it was not until the pictures were returned from processing that this became apparent. Since that usually took over a week the opportunity to retake a picture did not exist.

That brings me generally to this trip and today in particular. I probably took over 150 pictures today. The hardest part was figuring out which ones to share with you. At every turn there was a new “magnificent” that I thought mighty eclipse the preceding “spectacular”. Well, what you don’t see you don’t get!

Here are my selections of the day:

We were up early, called to the top deck to see the famous “Seven Sisters”, formation of seven mountain tops along the coast. The highest of these is 3000 feet above sea level. We were told an experienced hiker could cross the seven mountains in slightly less than 24 hours.
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The wind started kicking up. Predicted wind forces have necessitated a change in our itinerary. We will be arriving at a different port of call north of the Arctic Circle.
Along the coastline farms in small fishing villages were located at the base of the mountains.
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We could actually smell the cows!
This small fishing village is located less than a mile south of the Arctic Circle.
The globe marks the Arctic Circle. Our captain blew the ships horn long and loud as she navigated the ship close to the landmark and across the imaginary line.
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After passing the Arctic circle passengers assembled for a ceremony to satisfy the Sea Troll and beg a safe passage.
The Sea Troll arrived on deck!
I’m in line to offer my sacrifice to the Troll…
…a huge ladle of water and ice poured down my back!
A shot of aquavit rewarms the blood!
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It’s Christine’s turn…
… she pretends to drink the aquavit, but hands it to me.
Afterwards we had lunch. Mine is a “Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer” salad.

Peace Everyone. Pete

By persevering through our cold water baths, we have satisfied the sacrifice demanded by the Sea Troll.

18 thoughts on “Crossing the Arctic Circle

  1. MR GARRY CLIFFORD says:

    Absolutely fantastic Pete. It looks like Christine and you are having a wonderful time and we’ll deserved it it too. I’d have been happy to see all 150 pictures!!
    Peace, happiness, health and love.
    Garry and Kathleen

  2. When in Rome, as they say. A small price to pay to guarantee a safe voyage. Beautiful pics. Best trip I’ve had in a long time. Thanks again.
    Peace, Bill

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