Shot on the same day as the previous entry, I’m about to take a noisy, bone-rattling ride across the frozen Baffin Bay in a Snow Cat.

If you look closely, you can see a bunch of sled dogs in the background resting after a 70-mile race held each year during the Julemand (Christmas) festivities. I’ll post a better picture of that as soon as I get back from a quick trip to Death Valley!

For a month or so in the spring and fall the sun’s trajectory became very shallow – barely rising above the horizon and before setting again. The cool thing about this process is that it took a long time, so moments like this lasted for hours.

I didn’t notice all of the antennas when I lived there. Wonder what they were all for. We had no Internet (Times were tough in the mid-eighties!) and just one TV station — the always thrilling AFRTS.

The distinctive Mt. Dundas was a popular destination during the brief summer in Thule. Carved from the landscape by ancient glaciers, the thousand foot high pile of rocks offers a spectacular view of the confluence of three huge glaciers. I’d love to see the place now, although it might be depressing to see how far the ice has receded.

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