So… you can trash the delicate vegetation of Spitsbergen, like lichen which grows very slowly (sometimes not more than 0.1 mm per year), with your Arctic boots, but you shall not step on a piece of wood, because this just might be dated from before 1946…
Mountains, ice, wildlife of the polar region and vegetation no higher than knee level (and I’m not that tall), I was looking forward to two weeks of wide landscapes and sailing around the fjords of Spitsbergen in this desolated land.
A photographic overview of my trip to Farne Islands, mid-July., spending four full-days at the islands photographing the birds and other wildlife.
In my attempt to capture the European Big 5 this year, I traveled to Finland, close to the Russian border, to photograph Brown Bears and hopefully Wolverines. After arriving, the weird daily rhythm starts;
So there I was… dropped off at a 2 square meter hide, with two sleeping bags (-30C each), a thermos, some cookies, sandwiches, a can of beer, my camera equipment and a bucket.
It was in the middle of the night when I woke up of howling wolves, singing in harmony with the house dog. I’m in Belarus, Krasny Bor, on the edge of the real wildernis; 15K kilometers forest way up to Siberia.