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In 1869 the New Bedford artist and photographer William Bradford took part in an expedition to northern Greenland sponsored by a Boston family. The trip was documented in this book, with albumen photos that are considered the finest artic photos of the mid to late 19 th century. The book is scarce with copies selling in the 125-150000 range.
The perfect gift for your budding polar explorer: Game of to the North Pole by Air Ship, new for 1897!
The game is possibly inspired by Swedish explorer Salomon Andrée's 1897 attempt to reach the North Pole by balloon (which did not go well). Presumably it was made before Andrée's grim fate was known.
Is this Greenland (because it's green), or Svalbard? Either way, the objective appears to be nestled in a verdant mountain valley. Just like the real North Pole!
the exact opposite of "damn and they'll have to deal with godzilla too" happens to people who watch the terror and message me like "what do you mean there's a creature"
Examples of Inuit clothing. The ironic problem of wearing linen and cotton clothing in the arctic was sweat. Activities such as manhauling, warping the ship, and preparing camp were strenuous, and the men would sweat from the exertion. The problem came when they stopped. In low arctic and Antarctic temperatures the sweat would freeze almost instantly, leaving the unfortunate individual wearing what was more or less a sheet of ice.This, of course, ended in frostbite and hypothermia. Several explorers accounts recall clothing and sleeping bags that were like sheets of iron, thawed only with more exertion. The Inuit not only relied on dogs for hauling thus saving unnecessary exertion, they also overcame that tropical adaptation to cooling off all humans have with their clothing. Hides do not absorb sweat as readily, and were softened by chewing. Anoraks also are designed to ventilate, as discovered and described by Amundsen when he began wearing Netchili clothing. The air running through it evaporates the sweat and ends up leaving the wearer virtually free of ice garments.
Some quick ol studies from screencaps.
You have never seen the Tim Hortons’ employees outside their restaurant. You didn’t apply for a job there when you turned sixteen, but they called you all the same. Twice.
There’s that boy you went to school with, Samuel, he was once so rude that they - you do not know any boy named Samuel.
There comes a time in January when you cannot remember what’s buried under all that snow, and you are glad.
You wonder what the others hear when the winds from the Great North blow; you always want to ask, but the winds made you promise not to.
The week after the New Year, you walk past the frozen lake and hear knocking from under the ice. You smile, and you do not know why.
A warm summer means the maple syrup will taste like rust and something you do not want to name; the trees miss the cold.
The hospital’s waiting room is always full and you can never remember why you’re here.
The weatherman speaks of the coming snowstorm with a fondness you will take years to master, much to your sorrow. They can sense fear.
Rankin Inlet in a snowstorm, october 2017