After breakfast on August 5, Brad and I were on the Spa Deck (aft) when he photographed the wake of our ship. In Antarctica, there were birds flying through or in the wake. Here in the high Arctic, there was nothing but an eerie glow. We had reached our most northerly location, 80° 54’ north, just before 0600 that morning and were heading south to the island of Storøya, a 50 square kilometer sized island. The southern half of Storøya is covered by a cold-based ice cap, while the remaining part (22 square kilometers) is non-glaciated. The area belongs to the Northeast Svalbard Nature Reserve. Arctic Terns breed here. Temperatures were in the low 30's on this cloudy morning.