This morning’s tour was a last minute booking while we ate our carb-loaded breakfast. A boat ride across the estuary
Waiting Room Gossip
The foyer of Tundra Inn has comfy leather couches. I was half-napping but now the room is full of other tourists – retirement age Brits. Since other people began to filter in the same story has been told and retold: there was a polar bear right out that window at 4:30 this morning. Each recipient adds a new perspective: “Did you say 4:30? I thought I heard a bang!” Our hotel is across the road, our room 30 metres away. I heard nothing; I was asleep.
If you see a white rock in the distance and it lifts its head: half the time it’s a bear.
Southward tree branches.
Driving the Tundra Buggy
Polar Bear Adult Male
Polar Bear Female and Cub of Year
Now this isn’t a joke