At 5:30am from the warm, comfortable bed in our super clean Churchill Hotel room, I awoke to the sound of ?gunshot ?fireworks Polar Bear Police!
At the window, I was greeted with a pitch dark sky and plenty of street lights illuminating town. At the end of town, not far from us, 2 vehicles sporting spotlights could be seen. There were short-lived bursts of explosive light, not unlike fireworks 50' overhead. "Someone" was being asked to leave the area before another busy day here begins. In my mind I had hoped to see a bear meandering through town but to be fair, I might have also pooped myself a little if that HAD been the view from our ground level bedroom window!
There was a light dusting of snow and a Canadian flag blowing - not gently. I think this is good polar bear weather, so into my notebook I scrawled "today is going to be a spectacular day! I'll try to contain tears of joy.... Or will I?"
Maybe you're a regular reader and you already know I had high hopes for this trip. I'm well aware it's nature and wild things show up when and if they want to show up. But no harm in aiming high, dreaming big and expecting the universe to hear your voice.
If you time travel back to a post I wrote at the end of December 2023, you'll find my Polar Bear bucket list. The 5 items I wanted to photograph while on the tundra.
https://dallice.blogspot.com/2023/12/t-300-seriously-seriously.html
Spoiler alert! This bucket list had been nailed within 36 hours of hitting the tundra!
Pre-dawn we were barreling down a rocky road at 5mph in our tundra rover. Robert was driving. An orange glow on the horizon, 16 passengers sporting cameras and binoculars, the air palpable with excitement and anticipation.
The amazingness began fairly quickly. Polar bear joy!
Day one was epic. Best summed up in photos:
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