The Midnight Sun

The midnight sun is one of the most magical things about the arctic.

It moves around the sky, dipping and rising, sometimes skimming the horizon, but for those magical weeks – which can vary a lot depending on how far north you are – it never sets.

We were working 24 hours, day in, day out. But I never really minded which watch I was on. For here it was always daylight.

Standing on deck, in the middle of the night, in sunlight, is the strangest of feelings


  1. Peter Hastings

    Even more other-worldly than the Midnight Sun were the days of overcast. No sun, no change in light levels for days on end and no sense of time. After a few days of that in Hammerfest my analog watch was completely useless – was it noon or midnight ?

    But the Arctic has a pull on those who have been lucky enough to be there. There is always a call to see again the Midnight Sun, the thin sea-mist barely deck height or the Northern Lights

  2. I wonder how people who suffer from SAD fare with the constant, but weaker sunlight. Maybe it is enough to top them up for the long weeks of night. I have a hunch that it is worse inland, that something about the sea would compensate for the low light levels. The light being reflected back, doubling it’s effect perhaps? I know that during dull spells I feel the need to get to the open sea more. Or just that wonderful topping up of the sounds, smells and sight of the ocean that swamps the low feelings.

  3. Fascinating. I’ve been to Norway, but will never forgive myself for not travelling north. Next time… definitely!

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