LEAVING MV/ SEA SPIRIT-Excited anticipation wakes us early. We dress, squeeze camera and travel gear into our hand luggage and make yet another final sweep of the cabin before leaving.
Miguel is waiting for us in the dining room, bringing our usual coffee and tea before we have to ask. One last meal together.
Afterward we go up to the Club for one last cup of coffee before our disembarkation adventure.
It is going like clockwork. We are given thumbs-up goodbyes from the deck crew who have made sure we safely enter and exit the zodiacs and are on our way.
It really does take only five minutes to reach the pickup point, Sargardlit, an abandoned settlement with a few forlorn looking buildings atop a hill. It was the team’s first choice as they would provide shelter if the weather turned, but it hasn’t the sun is shining.
The tundra is mushy underfoot, wheat-like grasses are high and the hill is steep. Expedition team members help with hand luggage.
Shed boots for shoes, gather up bags and look around. It is a pretty site. Most of us take photos of it and each other.
The Sikorsky S-61N is on its way and we are asked to line up in the lee of the primary building. We hear then watch it approach across the fjord, land and, when safe, walk swiftly to it and board.
It is surprisingly comfortable but then Air Greenland regularly services six heliports in Western Greenland, a country where no town or settlement is connected to another by a road.
Our noses and camera phones are pressed to the windows as we fly over lakes, ridges, snow fields and fjords.
When we land at the Kangerlussuaq airport 25 minutes later it is snowing.
Poseidon has arranged tours of the small town and a barbecue – Muskox burgers, Elk sausage and pork sausage – at Restaurant Roklubben, where we ate our first meal in Greenland. We’ve come full circle.