For a most unseasonal winter – it’s astonishingly warm here after being so bitterly cold a few weeks ago – I have a little selection of snow pictures for your delectation.


Before I found myself flying across a polar valley at a horrifying top speed of 8.8mph, I’d always thought dogsledding would be nice and sedate and pleasant. But here I am, at about 4pm, on a dark November afternoon on Svalbard. And when I say dark, I mean the sun set three and a half… More Dogsledding