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My Orange Bag Disappeared On The Way To The Arctic

Evelyn Hannon

They say lightening never strikes in the same place again. Hogwash! The truth is, it does when it comes to baggage going missing. Many of you already know how my orange Eagle Creek bag never arrived home with me on my trip from Antarctica last year. Instead, it had the audacity to straggle home three months later, scruffed and torn. The airline tag affixed to it suggested that it had been galavanting somewhere in Africa.

My bag was plastered with ID stickers...

I wasn't worried

I was so upset with that bag I switched to a smaller carryon for my next few journeys. However, when I received an invitation from Adventure Canada to travel to the Arctic, I was forced to take the bigger orange bag along. Expedition clothes including hiking boots just don't fit into a carryon. This time I was extremely cautious, I had learned a lot the last time and followed all my own rules to ensure that my bag arrived in the Arctic along with me. I wasn't too worried; we were on a chartered flight directly to Greenland and, besides, my bag was plastered with identification stickers.

Not again!

Oh no! Again?

Since we would have to transfer from shore to ship in a zodiac, I carried my waterproof clothes, rubber boots, medications, two cameras (with battery chargers), a thin turquoise scarf and my toiletry bag with me. The instructions we received were that when we got on board our bags would be in our cabin waiting for us.

Guess what, kiddies? I got to my room and ... nothing was there to greet me except, a someone, my lovely roommate whom I was meeting for the first time.

I had only the clothes on my back...


Clothes on my back

As we set sail into the wilderness that evening I had only the clothes on my back plus the few things I brought on board with me. I was alarmed to learn that the only place to either be reunited with my expedition wardrobe or to be able to buy new things was four sailing days away. Yikes!






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