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East Greenland - In the tight grip of the pack ice
 
 
 
  East of Bear Island, I find myself in dense ice fields yet again. Because of tidal currents, the floes are in constant motion, and I am often in
danger of getting stuck between floes.
 
 
 
  Unfortunately, I don't possess any detailed maps of the Nordvestfjord, and I therefore have to forget about an excursion there. So I content myself with an all - day hike up Phytagoras Mountain. At a height of almost 900 meters, I can view the gigantic icebergs from above. On account of their relative proximity to the glacier's breakoff edge, the icebergs here are still young and active, and you constantly hear loud bangs as stress cracks appear in the ice.
 
 
 
  From up here, my eye travels south, where my way leads through a great build - up of icebergs. This is where Iceberg Alley begins, which starts at the Sydkap, and approaches the coast of Jameson Land in a slight curve. The next day, I set off early, since the likelihood of ice breakoffs increases by the hour as temperatures rise throughout the day. It's windless, and the sky is clear, and I am soon surrounded by a threatening sounding column of ice giants. Because of the small gaps between these white giants that reach heights of 40 meters here, I'm often less than 50 meters away from them. In case of a sudden breakoff, I can expect dangerous tidal waves. But I am lucky, and I witness breakoffs and turns only from a safe distance today. I am relieved when I leave the last belt of icebergs behind in the afternoon and reach the beach of Jameson Land. Due to a fairly wide strip of flat beaches and shallow waters, you only come across smaller chunks of ice and floes here.
 
 
 
From up here, my eye travels south, where my way leads through a great build - up of icebergs. This is where Iceberg Alley begins, which starts at the Sydkap, and approaches the coast of Jameson Land in a slight curve.
 
 
 
 
 
There is radiant sunshine when I make my way through the icebergs that morning. Consequently, loud stress cracks and occasional breakoffs can be heard more frequently. But fortunately, nothing happens close to me, so I am spared the tidal waves.
 
 
 
 
 
Here, the bigger floes turn into a fairytale labyrinth, and I zigzag along their channels for the next few days.
 
 
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