The frozen North Atlantic from 11,000 ft. I selected this altitude because it was thousands of feet above the uniform cloud layer containing freezing fog and known rime icing conditions. No visible moisture was present at my flight level with temperatures about -6 C. Inside the sun lit cockpit, it was so warm, I had my survival suit zipped down the waist. Earlier, I practiced zipping up my survival suit when sitting in a chair in Iqaluit. My ISPLR single man life raft and ditch bag were close at hand in the event of an emergency.
80 percent of the time, the cold, scary Atlantic was hidden from view, with an occasional glimpse of the ice pack between gaps in the clouds. The ice sheet melted as I approached the coast of Greenland as the land emerged from the mist.
446 nm from Iqaluit to Nuuk with 25 knot headwinds. The EFIS MAP displays the route and geography on both sides of the crossing with no ADSB or radar coverage.
I am getting better at blindly broadcasting position reports every 5 minutes.
I spotted my first Iceberg 100 nm from Greenland! It does not look like it would sink the Titanic, but perhaps make a rather large dent in the hull.
Incredible approach to Nuuk, Greenland. On turn from base to final, you face a solid wall of rock. The short 3000 ft runway is perched above a beautiful harbor and the capital city of Greenland.
Colorful houses in contrast to the stark landscape. With only 55,000 people in the entire country, there is plenty of room for everyone.
The owners of my guest house asked me to accompany them for their first coastal cruise of the season. Thanks Lars!