Parecia un domingo "normal", si se lo puede llamar asi a un domingo a bordo del rompehielos Arctic Sunrise, navegando por las costas de Groenlandia y empezando a ver hielo flotando por todas partes despues de un par de dias navegando a mar abier...

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We have many pieces of highly sophisticated technological equipment at our disposal here on the Arctic Sunrise. One of the newest is our Lake-o-meter (patent pending). While it may look suspiciously like a length of rope with a shackle on the end, ...

Goodbye Thomas.

We're anchored here until late Wednesday, and it's peaceful and quiet on the ship with the engine off. Well, peaceful and quiet except when deck work is in full swing.

Grinding and chipping and banging and painting... yes, even t...

It's a beautiful Sunday. Warm enough that the hammock is out on deck for the first time this trip, but nobody's using it. Pretty much everyone who has the day off is hiking on shore. For some though, their duties are keeping them busy.

Hughie is wor...

It's a tense morning on board. People have been working around the clock. Hughie (heli pilot) woke up at three this morning when the light coming through his porthole changed. The fog was lifting. Gordon and Leigh, the University of Maine glaciol...

Greenpeace is working with fishermen and environmentalists to stop factory fishing giant Omega Protein from vacuuming so many fish out of the Atlantic that it is putting entire ecosystems at risk.

Omega has bullied the Atlantic States Marine Fisher... Read more >

You ever commute to work, and find your office building missing when you get there? That's probably what it felt like this Monday morning for University of Maine glaciologist Dr. Gordon Hamilton.

He was commuting to his place of work (a glacier o...

Unable to find a good anchorage further down, we traveled all the way to the head of the fjord. Pete (chief mate) is driving now. On the bridge with him are Hettie (second mate), Hughie (pilot), Gordon (glaciologist) and Dave (chief engineer).

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We are back in iceberg country and that means every six hours, either Martina or I need to count icebergs, estimate their size, and record the ship's location, sea and air temperatures. Martina did the 11 p.m. count last night so that meant the 5 a.m.... Read more >

It's 11:30 at night. The sun is just dipping below the fjord walls, and Arne doesn't like the drift of things.

We're anchored in a small inlet, and the fjord is chock a block with floating glacier ice. On the chart, I counted seven named glaciers s...