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Published: July 21st 2019
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After staying up till gone 2am waiting for a sun that never arrived, I woke around 10am to find it was back. Phew!
It’s still warm in the arctic circle but when the sun goes behind the clouds, it can be a little breezy and maybe time to put the shorts away. Glyn and I have yet another favourite spot, now the back of deck 10 where the fjord and landscape drifts by as we gazed at it. We had a few visitors but I was able to blog, take photos and read!
Afterwards I took the many flights down to deck 3 where our cabin is situated, changed into warm clothing, then climbed back up to Deck 10, where it got really hot again. I passed a man on the stairs who uses them for exercise rather than deck circuits or the gym. There is a lift, but I’ve not used it. Back on deck I had to remove my fleece and shoes, walking around barefoot, although it was windy at the front. I met Pat who’d conversed with the Orca gang who confirmed that the Sperm Whale we saw last night was actually a Humpbacked- which is
just as good!
After a bit more wandering, we settled for the faved sticky out bit as we approached Trømso. I recognised it as I’m Mrs Been-there-before. There were seats available as people had gone to the bird lecture, Veronica I believe was going to give the speaker a hard time for not hanging out on deck, which would be interesting, but not enough to make me want to go.
We spent the afternoon sitting on the sticky out bit, shooting the breeze and watching the amazing landscape. People slowly sloped off for food and I was just having a cuddle with Glyn when he spotted a nearby splash. I whipped out my bazooka like lens and desperately scanned the sea for more splashing. Once we were convinced whatever it was had gone, I scanned the back of my camera, still none the wiser as to what it was. Passengers around us were certain it was a whale - too big to be a porpoise. One chappy was actually watching us have a hug and was telling Glyn he was enjoying that beautiful moment.
During our not-having-to-dress-up buffet, I saw Veronica with her hubby and showed her
my whale images. A small crowd of staff and randoms gathered, as Veronica suggested maybe it was an Orca. No one knew and suggested I find the Orca gang for identification. I sat back down with Glyn and not long afterwards, I saw a man pointing at me. His mate came running over having heard I’d seen a blue whale! That escalated quickly!
We returned to the sticky out bit and not long afterwards spotted something else in the water. This time it was side on and easily recognisable by its dorsal fin - a minke whale. In fact it turned out that both were minke whales, as Lorraine of Orca gang fame was the one who ‘easily recognised’ them on the back of my camera.
As the evening wore on, we were joined by others, chatting and looking for wildlife. It was our first true evening of the midnight sun and the golden light was amazing. The land at the edge of the fjords was far less populated now, with a lot more snow at the tops. We saw huge jelly fish and a variety of what became known as ‘shitty’ birds... beer and wine had been
imbibed by this time. People were finally needing coats after days of hot sun. Glyn and I stayed up until midnight as it’s expected in the land of the midnight sun.
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