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Jeg må opgive at finde Weasel-øen og Gunnar og i stedet for forsøge at finde tilbage til slæden med Sverri. Jeg vender mig 180 grader og fikserer, hvordan vinden nu rammer mig bagfra og så prøve at holde retningen tilbage til Sverri ved at bruge vindens retning som kompas, og kompas har vi ikke noget af. Heroppe langt mod nord er misvisningen på et magnetkompas så stor, 40-45 grader, at det er vanskeligt at anvende. Nu er jeg virkelig bekymret! I begyndelsen af tilbagevejen kan jeg se lidt af mine egne skispor, men de fyger hurtigt væk. Så har jeg kun vindretningen at forholde mig til. Og jeg går og går, ved ikke hvor længe. Det eneste jeg tænker på er vindens retning og så det ene skridt på skiene efter det andet. Jeg gør mig ingen forestillinger om, hvor langt jeg skal gå eller om jeg overhovedet er i stand til at finde Sverri derude på havisen den snestorm. Men så hører jeg et skarpt svagt smæld! Er det isen, som knager eller hvad? Noget senere hører jeg den samme lyd, og igen, stadig mere tydeligt. Det går op for mig, at det må være Sverri, som står og skyder op i luften. På grund af mit lange fravær er han blevet klar over, at jeg er kommet i vanskeligheder.
There is a lot that hides among the rocks. Many secrets.Here I tell about the beginning of my travels.On the coast of East Greenland, I have learned about a rock with petroglyphs, which I have come to investigate and I find more than I could dream of.The rock tells the story of a forgotten whale culture that lived along the Arctic coasts millennia ago and based everything on their whaling. A culture that was completely based on the sea and what it could provide.One discovery follows the other as I wrestle the secrets from the rock and a forgotten ancient culture reveals itself to me and draws me into it.This is the beginning of my travels and the basis of my further search for traces of the forgotten whale culture.This is my translation of some of the writings of the lost explorer Vito de la Vera, who's travels brought him into contact with many lost cultures before he himself was lost.
Here, for the first time, an English language account of life and work with the Sirius Sledge Patrol in North and Northeast Greenland; ane man's recol lections of his three years working for the Patrol, in 1977-80. Stories af humour, hardship, life and travel in a spectacular and harsh landscape -now the largest national park in the world. Peter Schmidt Mikkelsen is a former member of the renowned Danish military dogsledge patrol Sirius. He is a co-founder of the North-East GreenlandicCompany Nanok and its director since 1999.
THE WAR IN NORTH-EAST GREENLAND is the incredible but truthful account of one of the most peculiar battlegrounds during World War II, when a handful of Danish and Norwegian fur hunters in the eastern North Greenland supported by local Greenlanders formed the world's smallest army and fought the German superior force. A battle that has so far been surrounded by mysticism and many myths. Exciting and intriguing as a crime novel, the story here also tells of how the German military leader, Hermann Ritter, tries to escape this meaningless war and therefore forms an almost unlikely alliance with one of his enemies. The author, Jens Erik Schultz, has uncovered novel documents from the German and American war archives, diaries, letters, etc., and for the first time now we get an insight into what really happened.The book contains maps and approx. 50 illustrations. The book is an English translation of the Danish original.
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