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Bo Lings, the owner and skipper of the boat Sirius, a rugged Tagra 35 also known as the 4x4 of the sea, is like a kid in a candy store. Greenland is not a place to mess around with. The weather changes are dramatic and they happen fast. If you get in trouble, you had better know what to do and have the gear to do it. Read more
Our first encounter with Greenland happens through the airplane’s window. My grandma, whom everybody else knows as Birthe Ewertsen, and I are desperately trying to look out at the same time on the snow-white landscape below us. Granny’s 80-year-old birthday is just around the corner. And to celebrate it we have decided to defy the freezing cold, old age and a generation gap of 50 years and go to Greenland for eight days. It is a trip that will demand vigor on grandma’s part. Luckily she’s an active old woman, who travels regularly and keeps fit by dancing twice a week. Read more
Greenland: The Greatness of Silence There aren’t many places like Greenland left on earth. The world’s largest island presents the traveler with unparalleled opportunities to observe nature and that rarest of modern commodities, silence. There is simply nothing like the experience of getting out on the ice, as we did in November 2006, near the community of Kangermusset, once home to a US Air Force base. The ice is exquisitely expansive---miles and miles of it stretching out in all directions, undulating like a winter desert, rippling, curving, into what seems like infinity. Today this windy village of 800 is the standard jumping off point for travelers who want to visit the three most popular cities and towns on the country’s western coast — Ilulussat, Sisimiut, and the capital, Nuuk. Read more
Blogging from Greenland: Sharing a Trip to a Place No One Goes We landed in Greenland's biggest airport called Kangerlussuaq, above the Arctic circle, and stepped onto the windy tarmac. Inside the small airport, four youths stood in a row, as if waiting for us, they had features of eskimoes, the high cheekbones and Asian eyes. The next morning I got a glimpse of Greenland. It was stark, barren, absolutely treeless, and the only snow I saw was a dusting on a faraway mountain. Our first excursion was into a huge 16-wheel tundra buggy that took us 38 km out onto the inland ice cap, that covers about 85% of this home-ruled Danish territory.
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