Taken out on the ice of Hudson's Bay with one view looking back at the Cape Dorset itself. The moon was waxing at around 68% so lots of light from it; it also moved a bit during the 11 seconds of exposure but I sort of liked the effect. And darned cold. I don't worry too much in the daytime but at night, I always wonder where the nearest polar bear is. But I guess if he sneaks up, it's too late to worry anyway. The other thing that's a bit nerve-raking is the noise the ice makes against the shore-line. In the last photo you can see the height of the ice plate; it's almost low-tide and as the pan sinks it makes these dreadful grinding noises that, if you are close enough, make you feel a little small. Like a close-up bear can make you feel
Or a passenger on the Titanic, I suppose.