Sunday, April 29, 2012

The imposter

You know those ads on the internet, the ones that showcase someone from your city who's experienced a medical breakthrough?  Somebody just like you?

I have to say, I never really noticed them before, but when you are in a community of around 120 people, they do kind of stand out.

You can't fool me, internet!  Nice try.  If this lady was from here, I'd have met her already at the clinic, griping about her secret chemical facelift prescription being lost in transit by one of the airlines.

Monday, April 16, 2012

Ice truckin', Ellesmere-style

Some years in Grise Fiord they plow out an ice road on Jones Sound.  One year they needed it, as they'd run out of water and had to access an iceberg to get ice to melt, but most years it's just built for fun, to give people somewhere to drive to.  One year it went to the old town which is across the fiord from here.  This year it goes to some little islands that are on the other side of the fiord.

It was finished the day the doctor was making his visit, so after work we went to check it out.

Here's me, with our trusty vehicle:

My passengers, admiring the view of the mountains and the fiord.

Here's the road on the way back to town.  It was pretty smooth, except for one axle-splitting humungous deep and wide crack at almost the end of the road.  Made it over, although if I had seen it coming I would have stopped and turned around.

Grise Fiord from the road:

I never get tired of looking at the Greenlander mountain, I hope you don't either:

These photos were taken around 9 pm or so at night.