.........and only Ringed Plover of the trip.
Out in the fjord, the Norwegian Coastguard were practicing some sort of drill.
The view looking back at Ny-Alesund with all the research bases.
Glowing orange lichens adorned the stones and monuments littered about the area.
And on the way back to the ship, our first Svalbard Reindeer.
Svalbard Reindeer have evolved into a seperate sub-species to those on the mainland. They have shorter legs, shorter muzzles and shaggier coats. They have adapted to the conditions here by being able to store up more fat reserves during the Summer months than their mainland counterparts. Food is scarce during the Winter, so these reserves keeps them going throughout the lean months. Mortality is high during the Winter, and starvation is the major cause of death for these animals. Interestingly, the Polar Bears rarely hunt them, even though they cannot run as fast as mainland animals due to their shorter legs.
As we walked along the road, a gaggle of Barnacle Geese were walking along with their young.
And on the rocks beside the dock, the exquisite little Purple Sanpipers hopped around picking up morsels of food from under the stones or from amongst the seaweed.
Returning to the ship, the rich aroma of freshly roasted coffee and hot baked cakes tantilised us as we stripped off our outer layers. This was to be a major feature of returns to the ship after every excursion. They were more than welcomed.
We sailed out of the fjord and headed North, with stunning scenery on both sides of the ship. Lunch was a spicy sausage and tomato soup, with fresh baked bread. I had two large helpings!
Black Guillemots fished in the rich waters here and I marvelled as one struggled to swallow a catch that looked slightly too large to swallow.
As mentioned, the scenery was spectacular, with towering cliffs and snow laden valleys.
I was loathe to leave the deck, but dinner was served and we dined on....
Greek Salad.
Salmon in a herb-cream sauce and pasta.
Raspberry Sorbet.
Chablis and Erdinger beer to wash down.
Dinner over, it was time for an excursion to nearby Danskoya Island where I was finally to meet up with the mythical creature of my childhood dreams.............