We finally reach Upernavik. From the sea, all seems still and tranquil in this village of 1300 souls. A typical Greenland small outpost with its colored houses wedged between sea and mountains and without much space to spare, even going up on higher ground.
July 22nd. A great sleep that night… Our protected bay is quiet and peaceful with our boat safely hooked on a good holding ground. After drifting alone on the Arctic Ocean or nesting in the ice-field during the earlier days, an appreciated change from our constant “night” watches.
After a good « night » rest, it’s time to take the road again, in fact to « walk the ice » again. It’s 10:30 am . We get out of our embedded nest in the drifting ice-field and soon are back on track.
Before going up north again, so impressed had we been by our encounter with the EQIP glacier that we decided to sail back for a last goodbye to our icy friend.
July 20th. We need to keep going North. Better too early in Upernavik to welcome our new crew members than too sorry for making them wait alone in this isolated outpost. Still, before turning full north, we are on a side trip for a unique opportunity; watching the gorgeous EQIP glacier.
Wake up time at 9:30 am. A good breakfast and we are ready to go. Old faithful Perkins is now rumbling happily. I am at the wheel, Eric taking care of the anchor. A well scripted scenario. He lifts the anchor, I engage slowly the gear box. Suddenly, Breskell shakes abnormally.