Heaven, Hell & Christ On Ice
What I Encountered During a Geological Expedition in Greenland
by Allan Carlson
Quassitilua, August 1: I write from paradise . . . if such a label might still allow for healthy swarms of gnats and mosquitoes. I sit in south Greenland, on a plateau overlooking a seldom-visited fjord running to the north from the larger Bredesfjord. The latter had welcomed Erik the Red and his fellow Norse, or Viking, colonists from Iceland in the early 980s.
I look and listen in one direction and find two waterfalls tumbling down a 700- . . .