Yesterday I remember thinking that Colin, our amazing undersea specialist, was a total nutter for willingly diving into the Arctic Ocean to get video footage for guests who were on the ship bundled and toasty warm in their parkas. Well folks, today, I too dove into the water willingly, not once but twice, primarily for the sake of my students back home because no teacher could waste a photo opportunity like this.
But I am getting ahead of myself. Before all that happened, we anchored at a beautiful place called Årdalsnuten, and went on another land adventure. This time, Sisse Brimberge came along to take pictures of me (another surreal part of this trip...National Geographic photographers taking YOUR picture), which was a little intimidating, but I just did my thing and enjoyed another lovely walk on the tundra. One of the most interesting things about this walk is that we saw very obvious examples of isostatic rebound in the giant whale bones that littered the tundra many meters away from the beach.
While on our walk, Michael Nolan, one of the naturalists and photographers, told us that we would have the option of participating in the polar plunge, and I knew immediately that I would do it, however, had a much more difficult time convincing Cristina and Ellen who were not used to cold (being from Hawaii and California). In the end, I persuaded Cristina, so we got on board, scrambled into our base layers, and prepared to jump in. I had the brilliant idea that we should wear our Grosvenor Teacher Fellow Hats while we jumped, not thinking that when I did, the hat, already a little small, would pop off my head, sail into the air, and land a meter or so away. I was not going to lose that hat, so I jumped in again, a event that was unfortunately captured by our intrepid videographer Brian, and put into the trip DVD. Not my most graceful moment, but I did manage to save my precious hat.