We left aboard the auspiciously named Finnair 666 from Københaven under sunny skies bound for Helsinki, Finland. We landed, gathered our baggage and soon found ourselves trying to negotiate travel from the airport to downtown Helsinki. Bus 615 arrived and soon we were in Helsinki proper, and so we left the bus when we first saw a sign for the metro. In retrospect, this was not a good plan. After an illegal trolly ride and a two mile walk dragging a checked bag through several inches of snow we arrived at the main square. The impressive Finnish National Museum and the VR train station rose through the falling snow, strangely illuminated by the yellowed street lights.
|The Finnish National Museum, Helsinki|
|The Helsinki Central Station and VR train station.|
We found a bar down a back street, dinner in an Italian restaurant, and soon it was time to board the bus to Saariselk in Lapland. Being a tall person, I was not looking forward to the upcoming bus ride because the leg room is never enough. Then people started taking their shoes off.
Mid way through the next morning, the bus stopped at the polar circle. At 66° 33′ 44″ N, there is a theoretical brief 24 hours of darkness at least once a year. However, because of atmospheric refraction, light is still visible during the winter solstice some distance north of the circle.
|полярныи круг-Polar Circle|
That day it was -10C and snowing hard. The break was over all too soon and the bus ride resumed. We arrived in complete darkness and cloud at the cabins in Saariselka around 8PM. Late that night, the sky cleared and the northern lights became visible.
|Northern lights over Saariselka. The green color indicates nitrogen gas excitement.|
Since nitrogen gas accounts for about 78% of atmospheric gases, it is the most commonly excited gas for the northern lights. Nitrogen has a green emission and so green northern lights are the most common. As the lights dimmed and the clouds returned, sleep started to sound very nice. We had be up for 36 hours with two hours of sleep.
At ten the next morning, we left for the cross country skiing trails that crisscross the village. There is markedly little relief in the surrounding terrain except for the ski resort hills immediately behind the village. We set out for the remoter of the two peaks. Outside air temp was -12C and so the snow was unconsolidated and tiring.
|A typical view from the top of the plateau.|
We finished the day after at least ten miles of walking through the snow. It was enough.
Early the next day we boarded a bus for the arctic ocean and Finnmark, Norway. Many hours of driving through swampy, gently rolling terrain passed before we arrived at Varangerfjord, a 70km long fjord near the northern tip of Norway.
I saw some interesting ice features that are likely first ascents waiting to be done. If only I had my gear and a partner...
At the fjord, the bus turned off the tiny E6 and onto a smaller rural road enroute to Burgøynes, Norway. There were few trees in sight.
|A small fishing hamlet on Varangerfjord.|
The villiage of Burgøynes is entirely supported by fishing and crabbing. When the Russians in Murmansk were starving, the Russians imported king crab from the bearing straight. The crabs have now moved into Varangerfjord.
|An Orthodox cathedral in Helsinki.|
|A school building|
|Helsinki in the sunset.|
|An old A319 winglet on Finnair 667.|