The return to London started with a helicopter ride across the bay to the nearby community of Kulusuk which had enough flattish land for a runway.
We almost didn't make it as we woke to thick fog covering both Tasiilaq and Kulusuk, and for a time things looked grim. The check-in assistant at the heliport in Tasiilaq talked about people being stuck for days and days and the plane from Iceland to Kulusuk had to turn back.
There was plenty of time for lunch and we had planned on a take away pizza but it was closed so instead we raided the mini-super market for a picnic.
Early in the afternoon the fog began to clear:
There was a scramble for seats in which I lost out and got the middle one: