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Post-Tundra

I’m editing, editing and lesson planning, and editing, trying to readjust to New York after my dream trip to the tundra.  There has been a massive solar flare this weekend, causing spectacular Northern Lights displays, and I’m too far south, and in too big a city to see.

Oksana, one of the people I photographed in Vorkuta told me how one night she stood alone outside her chum and watched the northern lights.  “Someone told me if you whistle at them, they run, but I didn’t believe them.”  On this night, she tried.  “I whistled, and it’s true!  The lights started running, I whistled and they ran and ran.”

And that’s where I wish I was as well.  Alone in the night, in the vast space of tundra, whistling at magic.

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I’ve got some photos waiting for publication before I can show them here.  Meanwhile, here’s a reindeer jaw bone.

Boarding School

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Miner’s Day in Zapolyarniy

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Sovetskiy poselok

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Pasha

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Oleg and Zhenya

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Valentina at the German cemetery

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View from zone 22

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The round buildings of Vorkuta

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The way home

I stayed too long drinking tea with my new friends Sergey and Nina in Vorgashor and had to scramble to find a way home.  Stole a taxi from a man who couldn’t explain his whereabouts and we took the scenic route home.  Thanks for the tour and the discount, Oleg, you’re the best!

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Vorgashor

And its inhabitants.

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