Upernavik Greenland

Travel notes 2009 conclusion

Gail Ferris

gaileferris@hotmail.com

 

I was just at the end of Sandersons and heading across to Lange Ø:

Below is a 2009 aerial photo showing what it looks like to be just flying over the edge of Sandersons and looking down at the passage with all the ice in it.

On the right behind Sandersons is Umiaq mountain a landmark that resembles the traditional open boat used for travel with people in this area rowing, the umiaq.

Looking at the water you can see just what I had to think about, the ice.  One can never tell where the ice is going to be, so here I was paddling past the shoreline in the previous photos coming to this opening not being sure about what the ice situation might be although I was optimistic that I would not have any problems. Below is a 2009 aerial photo showing what it looks like to be just flying over the edge of Sandersons and looking down at the passage with all the ice in it.

On the right behind Sandersons is Umiaq mountain a landmark that resembles the traditional open boat used for travel with people in this area rowing, the umiaq.

Looking at the water you can see just what I had to think about, the ice.  One can never tell where the ice is going to be, so here I was paddling past the shoreline in the previous photos coming to this opening not being sure about what the ice situation might be although I was optimistic that I would not have any problems.

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The photo above is of the east side of Lang Ø on the left side across from the cliffs on Sandersons.

Passing by the northern tip of Sandersons in my kayak across the passage that is filled with icebergs behind the shallow island, Lang Ø was an easy paddle. 

Surely in all this idyllic calm I would be back to Upernavik in just a few more miles.

I swerved nearer Lang Ø rather than heading directly for the next point, Søndre Næs just to look at that coastline because it was such a nice day.

Wow there I was off the first bay on this west coast of Lang Ø just passing by in the bright sun at about 10 am. All seemed so innocent and easy, no waves, no wind just bright sun in the blue sky.  Suddenly there was a huge sound like a cannon going off. 

I can tell you that my hair absolutely stood on end and I must have jumped a mile straight up in the air!  Wow what an explosion.

I am glad I was not in some dainty tippy little kayak; I would have been swimming immediately.

There happened to be an iceberg maybe a quarter of a mile away which I did not realize was just sitting stranded on the shallow bottom.  I did not realize that this berg was ready to just let go just at that moment.

I had not the slightest warning.  I did not even hear any sort of click before it happened which often you will hear before the ice lets go.

So there I was this completely unsuspecting kayak paddler just horrified beyond belief.  All I can say is that my adrenalin system sure does respond rather robustly at that!

I had not thought about what could happen to an iceberg off the shallow island such as Lang Ø.

Below is a photo of this same area.

What is happening in this photo below is that the iceberg in the foreground is just breaking up.  Unfortunately I did not take a photo of that previously mentioned ice berg that was breaking up

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Just an ice berg out in the sunshine and who knows?

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In the photo below the iceberg is actively rolling over because a large chunk has broken off underwater and the center of gravity has now changed.  Bergs roll over until they settle at their new center of equilibrium.

I happened to catch this moment in Kullorsuaq 1995.  The pastel purple light is what light looks like late in the year.

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Here is an aerial photo of Upernavik.

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From Sandersons I was just charging homeward.  The brilliant sun was frying me as I was paddling into town.

I paddled into town late Friday morning.

Some dear old friends, who were walking down the main road, saw me coming in.

Here, after all these years, in so many ways it has been hard to imagine the many times I have paddled in my red kayak in this area.

Some old fellows recognized me far out there as I was off Gries Øen.  These are the one who in the old days the 1960’s still hunted and fished from their kayaks.

They were glad to see me even though I knew that they wondered how someone, as old as I am, will still come to Upernavik to paddle and visit after all these years; but I always find something to look at and compare from when I was here starting in 1992.

From my kayak I visit both the new and old places.  I think about what went on the weather the waves the currents the winds what was it like and what am I seeing that I missed seeing last time.

There were and always will be those unbelievable moments that I come back to Upernavik over and over again just to see if it was really true what I saw.

What should I do about the situations that I may come across such as one of those wild wind storms.

Now the factors for iceberg circulation in this fjord area relative to currents that carry the icebergs through passages I need to figure out.

Now with more capability with GPS mapping technology I have the opportunity to better handle the fog and knowing where I am.

It was so nice to come into the Old Harbor and there were those same friendly rock slabs I could pull my kayak up and disassemble it.

My difficult moment was that I had been in my kayak for so many hours that I was very dizzy once I stepped out onto land.

I felt like a drunk and not falling over when I stood up and walked which were just the effects of having been constant motion on the water for eleven hours.

I can say the gentle sway of my kayak and all the comfort of the seat in the cockpit makes paddling for hours I had no idea how dizzy I would be when I landed and stood up I immediately when I put my foot out on the rock very nearly fell over.  And there I was in full view of the town, Upernavik, that would have made a great impression “it’s that American lady again just look at her she can’t even walk!  I wonder what she has been up to.  That American!”

I had to resolve this problem of my stringers not fitting into the C fittings on the ribs.  Luckily I was able to borrow a Stanley 21-124 rasp with the diameter of the stringers fro m John Kislov.  The material, Nylon – Delrin shrinks in cold conditions permanently requiring that I had to ream out all the C fittings so that the stringers would easily fit into them. 

I reassembled my kayak and took it out for at test paddle and I found that my kayak paddled much faster because it was back to the original hull design.

During my paddle I once again went around east past Upernavik to look at a bay which I knew from past years had a large population of shellfish.  I wanted to revisit this bay at low tide in bright sun.

What I found were not many shellfish mussels or clams that I could dig out but I did have the wonderful moment of finding some sea scallops with red shells and red tentacles.  I had found a shell on the bottom in 1995 and seen a couple live scallops near Innarsuit but here at long last I found these scallops in abundance just a few miles from Upernavik.  I was just thrilled after all these years.

Below is a photo I took over the side of them on the bottom.

The white shells are Arctic clamshells.  I can guarantee you that those clams are absolutely delicious and they fill the entire shell more so than regular soft shell clams off New England.

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Oh this photo shows numerous lovely sea urchins on the bottom! Too bad that they are too deep for me to fish up.

In the center is a brown white scallop shell.

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I really had this rare unexpected moment in this bay just because I happened to get on the water at about 2:30 in the afternoon.  All the other times I have been in this little bay it has been earlier in the day and the sun was behind the terrain.  I had such a good time just gliding around looking at the bottom.

I also caught sight of some lazy Arctic cod that thought I was something interesting to hang around with.

What is really interesting about this little bay is that it is surrounded with rich earth and loads of wild flowers suggesting that it is a quiet area with little wind.

Unfortunately there is no flat area to camp here but a short way after this bay there are low rounded bright yellow granite domes with flat areas among them.

Recently someone from town has constructed a summer home on the east side of Lang Ø which means that dogs are no longer allowed to just roam free during the summer on this island.

In the ‘90’s I was just about to get out of my kayak to take a break on Lang island when I spotted half a dozen dogs coming to greet me.  I took off, then and there, being glad I had spotted them before it was too late; sled dogs are not domestic pets.

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I had a wonderful time visiting and paddling.

John took me and Gina his wife out in his motorboat to hunt and fish.  I had the opportunity to take some photographs that I could not take on previous visits.  In particular of the icefjord out near Tasiussaq I took photos while John looked for seals.

This is a view from the stern of <John’s motorboat and in this background you can see Upernavik itself and behind the town the mountain Sandersons Hope.

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We motored north toward Tasiussaq and as we got close to the icefjord we saw this between two islands.

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Then we traveled further looking for the errant seal which might be among the ice.  Seals this time of year, August, lurk among the ice.

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We emerged onto the horizon here and we saw our margins over there.

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Closer to the ice conditions looked like this which was some nasty going, weaving without hitting those shards of ice.  We wove our way through slowly not wanting to damage our fiberglass hull.

In my kayak I would have been very cold and afraid, I was glad I was not trying to wend my way through risking entrapment in my kayak.

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We saw no seals and headed for our favorite spot where we could get some mussels.

That was this year’s visit to Upernavik.

Gail Ferris