You'll have to indulge me a moment as I post some photos of Hilary and Travis. The Hilary photos are from Uluksan Point, Travis' are from Victor Bay.
Nothing says "Arctic" like a child in an amautiq, picking Arctic Poppies, with an iceberg in the background. Inuksuit be damned.
She had, moments before, just found out that flies can occasionally be found in poppy blossoms. Loud scream, followed by poppies scattered everywhere, followed by tears, followed by dad carefully picking up the flowers and ensuring no more flies resided therein. A smile from that point on was impossible.
What father's heart wouldn't be warmed by the sight of his son running out to greet him with a huge smile.
Outdoors and on a bike, if it wasn't for being forced to have his picture taken by his father there would be a huge smile on his face.
Some tents at Victor Bay.
Poppies overlooking an old qarmaq and Adam's Sound.