180° Meridian and Cape Blossom, Wrangel Island, 8/17/2019, National Geographic Orion
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Arctic
To arrive at Wrangel Island aboard National Geographic Orion for the first time was an accomplishment that words fail to describe. Such a northerly Russian outpost of polar bears and birds stands as legend in the minds of explorers since it was first discovered, and today’s activities did not disappoint in the slightest. Our first landing ashore was accompanied by musk ox and polar bears while harlequin ducks bobbed in the water. And the afternoon brought still more white bears to observe along the shoreline: a day to be remembered as we explore further this mighty island.
Paul North is the founder of the educational nonprofit Meet the Ocean and host of its online podcast. As a polar diver with Lindblad Expeditions/National Geographic, he tours the remote underwater landscapes of Antarctica and other sub-zero destinati...
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It is a busy day this last day of our trip. However, just like every other morning of this trip, Helga our talented receptionist and musician serenaded us with her beautiful piano playing, drawing many of us to the lounge. We enjoyed a fabulous breakfast, once again. Our rental gear was collected just prior to Alex giving the disembarkation briefing, which brings the reality of our departure into clear relief. Outside the fog came and went revealing a vast sea then not much beyond the rails of our ship. Glaucous gulls and short-tailed shearwaters continue to be our travelling companions. This crossing of the Bering Sea could not have been any more smooth. A presentation about marine invasives and Pacific Ocean currents got minds engaged with the very waters we transit. Our photo team gave individual feedback to interested photographers. Soon everyone was sharing images and selecting their chosen few for the guest slide show. After lunch we set our clocks ahead an hour. Keeping track of the day and the time has been a challenge this trip. We have two September 15ths and lose two hours before the day is done. Tracey the hotel manager returned our passports and the hotel team provided an ice cream social which delighted everyone. Corey Arnold, our National Geographic photographer, presented images of Kivalina, an Alaskan whaling village, we saw with new understanding. This remote village continues to survive with strong family ties even when whaling has been scarce. All too soon it was cocktail hour and time for our slide show. WOW, we have some spectacular photographers on this trip but even more importantly, we have some stunning memories.
Sadly, today was our final in Russia. Before departing, though, we traveled south to Provideniya, the administrative center of Chukotka, to pass through customs and to experience this unique community. Provideniya was formerly a bustling military port of the Soviet era that in recent decades has declined in population, leaving many of the buildings vacant. We were warmly welcomed with performances held in their cultural center.
South through the Bering Strait we sailed over night. The pastel dawn gave us hints of Big Diomede Island off our port side. All morning we sailed toward Lorino, during which naturalist Rich Kirchner taught us about the various wildlife adaptations to the Arctic environment. The photo team, National Geographic photographer Corey Arnold, photo Instructor David Cothran, and undersea specialist Peter Webster surveyed photography submitted by guests the day before. Our time in the wild lands of Wrangel Island is behind us and we are re-entering the world dominated by people. On the sunny shores of Lorina, first we were greeted by the children. One of the many dogs that ran the beach smiled as we came ashore and approached us for a friendly exchange. The people of Lorino Village live a life that marries new technology with old-world convention: Theirs is both an internet-connected, cell-phone-equipped community, while also one of traditional maritime subsistence, bound by and founded upon whaling. The town shows the mix of cultural norms that have sustained over time. Soviet-era buildings sit squarely in the town’s center. Wooden benches perch atop a wave carved hillside to allow whale spotters a chance to sit while they search. Large-wheeled, decades-old, off-road vehicles blast rap music. Yamaha outboards clutching aluminum skiffs sit next to walrus skin boats with oars instead of paddles. The language is Russian, the culture is Yupik and Chukchi, but the berry jam is universal. The warmest of greetings surrounded us on a sunny beach. Traditional dancers danced between flags of Russia and Lorina. A competitive round of tug of war ensued, followed by javelin tossing. We laughed, we smiled, we took pictures, we petted the puppies, we tasted the food and shook hands. I am more alien here than I was on Wrangel Island. The wilderness is the greatest equalizer. Here, in Lorino, I am aware of my clothing, its style and newness. I am aware that I represent my culture. I didn’t feel that in the wilderness, and I put it on now like an overcoat or a uniform that speaks before I do. I am here to see the differences and to look into the eyes of Lorino to get past those differences. I’m here to see if that is possible.
