This picture does not look very greenlandic, no ice, no colorful houses, this cannot be Greenland - and it isn't.
Our little group met in Reykjavik the day before our flight from Keflavik to Kulusuk an island near Tasiilaq and one of the two airstrips in eastern Greenland. I made my introductory talks during and after a nice meal in the harbour area of Reykjavik and all was fine. Weather did not look so bad either for our flight with a small prop airplane across the notorious Denmark Strait. The next early afternoon we left Reykjavik to Keflavik, checked in and waited for our flight. Together with us we have been a group of about 20 pax including a family with two small children. We left Keflavik more or less in time in the late afternoon. The flight was uneventfull and mostly cloudy, we could get only a few glimpses of the icebergs travelling south and the mountains of greenland. We started our descent, passed the first layer of clouds, landing gear was already out, when I spotted another layer of clouds, I can call it now ground fog. I thought for a second, that does not look good when the landing approach was aborted and the landing gear vanished again in the gondolas. Not so good, but we had hope. Back in the sun above the clouds, I realized very soon that the sun was always coming from the back, means from the west, we did not circle. Very bad I thought and after a while the captain told as, that to much fog was rolling in from the Denmark Strait, Greenland is Greenland. We had to return to Keflavik (as I told you, there are only two airstrips in the east, the other one is as dicy as Kulusuk and very far in the north, no option as an alternate airstrip....). I do not want to go into details, but on the next day the airport in Kulusuk was closed (Sunday) and we had to stay a full day in Iceland before we could try again. Greenland is Greenland! Icelandair's handling of the situation was very, very poor and unacceptable. It is not about that we could not land, saftey first, but the organization of our forced stay in Keflavik/Reykjavik was very bad indeed. It was about midnight when we had our rooms in Reykjavik, we settled at the bar for a drink and sandwiches from the cooler. I guess I was in bed around 01:00 am, or even a bit later.
Jürgen in Hamburg tried to organize a minibus for the day in Iceland and I tried to organize everything in Greenland. As we depended on boats licensed for pax I had to make sure, that the day after we have a boat as long as possible, at least as long as it takes to bring us to the Icecamp. Part of the communication happened at 04:00 am. I did not get much sleep.... But Jürgen managed to get a bus on short notice and I was told, that we have a boat. Later this morning I learnt that we have it from our arrival to late afternoon. Tasiilaq is small and I guess there are only 3 or 4 boats around which could bring us to the icecamp. Luckily it was already after season. And Greenland is Greenland and Greenlanders are used to deal with weather and other obstacles.
Our day in Iceland was unfortunatly very rainy, but we could at least see some nice spots before we checked in in our hotel in Keflavik. For the evening I organized a dinner in my favourite place in Keflavik and the mood and expectations started to rise again.
The next day the "exclusive" plane left late morning and we arrived in Kulusuk with sun and deep blue skys. However the promised transport from the airstrip to the jetty was not there, somebody made a mistake.... And it is a long walk with camera equipment and luggage down to the harbour. I sent my group down to the jetty with their cameras and tried to organize something in the airport. After I while I convinced the airport manager that it is a good idea to help us and to drive the luggage (and me) down to the jetty. I was faster at the jetty than the group. I started to doubt that the promises will come true and a boat will wait. But it was there and nearly all was good. We needed food for the day, but the promised food was forgotten. The group decided not to spend time in Tasiilaq to buy food and start with our adventure NOW. After a while I realized, that the boat deviated from the agreed direction. The skipper called somebody in Tasiilaq, who went shopping immendiately and brought a cooler full of food down to the harbour. Greenland is Greenland. The rest of the day was just splendid. Greenland as good as it can be! We had still 8 hours daylight with icebergs, glaciers and lots of photography!
Kudos to my group to keep the mood up in such a situation! It made my life lots easier.
I think this paragraph is the longest I have ever written without pictures in between. But I wanted to tell the story this way and in my memories it is just like that, one flow of envents, nothing in between.