September 21-22 Anchorage to Seattle to Vancouver to Sydney to Melbourne

As I sit in the Seattle airport waiting to board a plane for Vancouver and the long trip home, I realise that it was only yesterday that we were in the sleepy village of Nome - it seems a lifetime, a world ago. The Northwest Passage is more remote than you could imagine. The hardships that the Inuit people experience living in the Canadian High Arctic is hard to imagine yet they are beautiful happy generous people. I will never forget them. 

Last  night was one of those interminable in-transit stops, something you have to bear for the pleasure of visiting magical places. 

A boxed reminder of a wilderness of which we have only had the slightest whiff 

My head is still in Nunangat and the Bering Strait, and filled with images of and fascination with the cultures and places I have encountered over the last month. Again to the beautiful people of the Canadian High Arctic I say ᓛᓂᓗ ilaanilu and ᖁᔭᓇᐃᓐᓂ quyanainni - goodbye and thank you.