Clanking chains and other sounds awaken me on this, a very special morning!!
These noises originate from outside the cabin's porthole. It passes
through my mind that we've pulled in early for repairs after a stormy night. No! It
is just an early arrival at Hammerfest, the world's most northerly town.(at a latitude
of more than 70 degrees. (Actually, 70 39' 48"). We have, obviously, already
called at Skjervoy and Oksfjord whilst I've been asleep. (departures were scheduled
from these places at 10.30pm & 2 am.)
I get dressed in a C&W shirt and go out to investigate . It's OK!! It is Hammerfest
( the sign on the harbour says so!). I had a five minute walk around a small bit of the town.
It is COOL here - but on streets unshielded from the wind, the chill-factor makes it
the COLDEST place that I've been in my life. I return to the Lofoten and my cabin -
and warm my `inside' with the cafeteria's beautiful hot chocolate drink and chocolate
cakes. We will be in Hammerfest from 5.30 a.m until 8.00 a.m . Music in the cafeteria isn't
exactly Country Music, but it IS certainly easy-listening in type. There were some bands and
a lovely instrumental (predominantly piano) version of "Ain't she sweet!"
I redress myself in the Parka which has been waiting for this sort of temperature
since I bought it some years ago (I remarked on that in Chapter Two). It is still two hours
until we sail and have breakfast -- and 4-5 hours until sunrise!!
Not only the Parka will be used for my coming walk, but also the Russian-type hat
and the newly purchased insulated gloves. That should be very comfortable.
Clad in these garments, I left the ship for a walk and fell in love with the town
instantly. These are real holiday touring temperatures - not those stupid oven-type
temperatures that people SAY they enjoy by the Mediterranean!! Those sort of temperatures
are like HELL! More than that -- they ARE HELL. This is for real people. Nice fresh air and
so comfortable. What a beautiful place! I see a cinema advert for Chuck Norris and the Texas
Rangers, a Country & Western film showing locally. [Another coincidence because the first
club that I joined in the UK for live Country Music was the Texas Rangers (Frontier Post ) at
West Malvern.
The heat of Texas is moderated by the strong wind-chill factor as I pass the
Ekspedisjon shop on the corner. Unfortunately, I won't be going on to the North Pole, - but
I could stock up at this shop if I wanted !! (Mind you it is too early - not opening time yet!)
The hooded Parka protects me beautifully from the strong driving wind from the East. It is
not a sea-breeze any more - not a gentle gift from the gulf stream! With the Chuck Norris
film advert , you could think tht this would be Alaska rather than TEXAS.
" Alaska! Hell NO!! We ain't as far South as those guys - and we are heading further
North soon!"
This is a place for real comfort in the Parka, hat and gloves. It's the first time that
I've felt comfortable in it since I bought it all those years ago. I now have a long walk around
town and find the St Michael's Church(seen in all the brochures). It's a lovely modern looking
building with a unique architecture. Pity it's too dark for photos! Never mind, I'll catch it on
the way back!!

I took a photo of the Ekspedisjon shop, but was not worried by the lack of light, since
the lighting of the shop-signs would be adequate. It proved to be so when the film was
developed.
As we left and the boat plied its way towards the North Pole ( well, North Cape to be
more precise!), tears were in my eyes for the love of the place. Songs were running through
my mind which I would forever relate to Hammerfest, - they were:-
* "South to Alaska" ( to tune of "North to Alaska")
* "Leaving of Hammerfest" (to tune of "Leaving of Liverpool")
* "I love Hammerfest in the Winter" (to tune of "I love Paris in the
Springtime")
I felt really at HOME there, people not complaining about the cold - living their lives
in the cool fresh air. People were, in this intense cold, walking to work, being on leisure,
without hats!! Never mind Roy. I'll be back in two days time.
On the way North, I spoke to the crewman, Roy, about my love of Hammerfest. He
explained that he and his family felt the same way.The company that run s the Lofoten has
its Headquarters there too!! Roy told me about the "Iceberg Club" in Hammerfest. He said
that his whole family had joined. My own library books and other references even mentioned
the club.
Anyone can join, be they a small child with parent (as in Roy's case) or the King of
Norway. (the latter did, in fact, join himself). The only condition is that one must apply IN
PERSON to the Town Hall in Hammerfest. I had already seen the place on my walk (it's the
building with two polar bears outside- albeit full-sized models) and spoke with Roy, at
length, whilst he was marking up my Hammerfest map with interesting places which we
discussed.
On my return, two day's hence, I will become a member of the club and also
photograph the good-looking St Michael's Church.
I also spoke to Roy about the operators of the boat, their headquarters here, what
the Company was like and how things have changed after the integration of the five
companies by a "sort of Nationalisation". (Remember, it was the NSR [Norwegian State
Railways] who provided me with the overall timetables, documentation, arrangements etc).
The Companies still run as separate entities - but are well integrated with their operations.
He said that it gives the employees a better "sense of purpose" and doing a job with
pride -- and its better for the customers now things have bee brought together so much.
Customers and crew eat together and joke together . Here is a REAL classless society with
everybody being good friends, enjoying working and all life together. Some members of the
crew didn't always eat with us because they, working in different areas (canteen, cargo
handling, cookhouse, offices etc) ate 'on the job' which they loved. Sometimes , when off-
duty, they would join us.
Next port-of-call was Havoysund, a short stop, leaving at 11 a.m.. We were now in
the channels near the most northerly points of Europe. I walked for a short stretch of my
legs - turning right onto the coast-road, the mountains to my left , the sea down below to
the right. I mustn't go too far - but I'd like to see as much as possible ( in the opposite
direction to the shops this time!) I met several people with cheery "Hallos" - especially on
the way back, meeting a woman of about 30 summers (probably the same number of winters
, even in the Arctic) with her playful, large fluffy dog. It was a beautiful hairy husky. My
memories of these animals from TV was of the sled-pulling energetic bionic racing machines
of the Iditerod Trail. This lady's dog was an altogether `human' type of fun-loving canine
friend. It has changed my view of huskies completely!!
Our ship moves off after we all re-board and others get on. I settle down to a nice
chocolate drink extricated from the push-button machine and paid for at the counter with
13.00Kr. I also felt very much at home at this last stop , - and the whole area feels like a
home that I'd like to be in. It is 12noon as we enter a channel just south of NORDKAPP ( the
sun at 1.5 degrees up in the sky - how's that for the midday sun?). The reason that we can
go south of North Cape is that the Cape is on an island (maybe 7 by 8 miles of very irregular
shape). This far North sees me taking photos still - clad only in a trousers and a blue C&W
shirt.
Whilst coming round the South East corner of NordKapp (sometimes in my cabin, but
sometimes in the various lounges) I saw various signs of habitation, in coves and in valleys,
terraced lawns of snow and vegetables - or what!? There were about a dozen houses in one
`bay' where I took a photo.
Later, I saw what may have been Honningvag but half an hour too early! On
commenting about this to a crew member, he said " Yes, we have very good wind - Get here
quick!" (This crewman was my original receptionist , not Roy who speaks better English) I
thus quickly changed into a parka and other gear more appropriate to a NORTH CAPE landing.
This was to be our most Northerly point of call (as you gathered, this and Havoysund are
even further North than Hammerfest , the World's most Northerly TOWN ( or CITY)) .
This should be good!!