Flying home: Amsterdam-Reykjavik-Vancouver-Whitehorse

This is 30th and final blog post from our 38-day tour of northern Europe (in the Post Archives, the tour posts start on June 24th, 2025). This post is for people who are passionate about travel, for people who are fascinated by airports, and in particular for window-seat junkies like me – if I don’t get a window seat, I’m simply not flying. This folder after editing has 304 photos, of which I would really like to show you about 250. But I’m not going to – I managed to get it down to 73 ๐Ÿ™‚

These 73 images were shot with one of 3 cameras – 33 were shot with the Canon EOS 7D Mark II, 32 were shot with the Canon Powershot SX40 and 8 were shot with the phone. The images from the big Canon scale to 990×660 pixels on the blog, the little one and phone to 990×743. I often crop the 743-pixel ones down to 660, but on the aerial images in this post, I haven’t because the full frame is of interest.

Okay, let’s get home!

Things began with a bit of a clunk just before 10:00 on Monday, July 28th, when our tour-shuttle driver got trapped behind this street-cleaning team for a long time – there was simply no way around it, no way to get to a different street by the time he realized the problem. He and Cathy were texting, so no big deal to us – we knew he was coming right behind those flashing lights I’d been watching for blocks.

A street-cleaning crew in Amsterdam.

It’s a half-hour drive to AMS – Amsterdam Airport Schiphol – and we arrived at 10:30.

Control towers at Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS).

We’ve only flown out of AMS once before, after our Rhine River cruise in 2012. The size of the place is hard to wrap my head around – it covers almost 28 square kilometers, and serves over 70 million passengers each year.

Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS) terminal.

For airplane geeks, though, this place is gold. Airplanes on two levels. I don’t even know how that happens – I’m pretty sure I’ve never gone up or down a ramp while in a plane.

Control towers and KLM aircraft at Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS).

It was nice to see a bit of home sitting there ๐Ÿ™‚

Aircraft at Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS).

With all that was going on, it was almost a miracle that I saw our plane land and taxi in. TF-ISO is a Boeing 767-319(ER) operated by Icelandair (who were great to fly with 37 days before this).

Icelandair Boeing 767-319(ER) at Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS).

This is a busy place!

Aircraft at Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS).

We got checked in and through security fairly quickly. We had arrived way early to ensure no problems, so we had a lot of time to kill. In 2012 it seemed like we walked kilometers from security to our gate, but this time it was a reasonable walk ๐Ÿ™‚

Flight information screen at Gate D73, Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS).

Our departure was delayed a bit, but no big deal.

Taxiing in an Icelandair Boeing 767 at Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS).

Taxiing at AMS is quite an experience – as was the case last time, I started thinking we were taxiing to a new runway in Belgium ๐Ÿ™‚ You taxi over a couple of freewaysโ€ฆ

Taxiing over a freeway in an Icelandair Boeing 767 at Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS).

Taxiing over a freeway in an Icelandair Boeing 767 at Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS).

โ€ฆa canal and some smaller roads, past large farmsโ€ฆ

Taxiing over roads and a canal in an Icelandair Boeing 767 at Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS).

โ€ฆuntil finally reaching the assigned runway. But, at 2:46, we were climbing out, headed for the Arctic again.

Taxiing off from Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS) in an Icelandair Boeing 767.

Only from the air can you really see how complex “the big picture” is.

Taxiing off from Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS) in an Icelandair Boeing 767.

That’s quite a golf course. Or is it two – a 9-hole and an 18-hole?

Taxiing off from Amsterdam Airport Schiphol (AMS) in an Icelandair Boeing 767, with golf corses below.

We soon climbed into the clouds, and the ground stayed invisible for the whole flight.

light infomation screen in an Icelandair Boeing 767, on an AMS-KEF flight.

A few minutes less than 3 hours later, we were descending into rainy, dreary Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF). We had crossed two time zones, so it was 3:41 pm local when I shot the descent photo.

Landing approach to rainy, dreary Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

Rainy Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

When we arrived a month before I had commented that “the terminal is quite small.” It felt more like we were in a converted warehouse during our Customs clearance and shuttle back out to the plane. This was a very different experience – KEK is large, modern, and quite efficient.

Inside the terminal at Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

Inside the terminal at Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

Doing the full departure from the airport was a pain, but much less so than continuing on to Vancouver or Whitehorse.

Inside the terminal at Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF) - Welcome to Iceland.

The bggage carousels at Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

Cathy had booked us into the Aurora Hotel, which the hotel website says “is located just 100 meters” from the airport. That is a complete lie. My impression from Google Maps was correct – it’s at least 6 times that far from door to door. The room was basic but clean and nice.

Room 305 at the Aurora Hotel, Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

Room 305 at the Aurora Hotel, Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

Getting a view is usually important to us – it apparently wasn’t this time ๐Ÿ™ (Room 305)

The view from Room 305 at the Aurora Hotel, Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

The next morning – Tuesday, July 29th – we got a fairly early start to arrive the requested 3 hours early for a 10:15 flight.

The hallway outside Room 305 at the Aurora Hotel, Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

The walk back to the airport terminal was in a light rain.

Walking from the Aurora Hotel to Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

At first look I thought this was very cool, but from the top of the escalator I found it disorienting to the point that I had to hold onto a railing.

Walking to the security check area at Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

I loved the nicely restored 1956 Dodge Royal Lancer in this display ๐Ÿ™‚

A nicely restored 1956 Dodge Royal Lancer in a display at Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

We took a bus out to the plane, as we had for the KEF-CDG flight a month before.

Boarding an aircraft on the ramp at rainy Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

Boarding an aircraft on the ramp at rainy Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

There would be no views of Iceland this morning, but I had my fingers crossed for Greenland and the eastern Canadian Arctic.

Lining up to take off at rainy Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

Taxiiing at rainy Reykjavรญkโ€“Keflavรญk Airport (KEF).

I got blessed, and the weather cleared as we neared the western side of the Greenland ice cap. The aerial images that follow were selected from 172 that I shot between Greenland and Whitehorse, almost all with the little Powershot. This was dramatically the best weather I have ever had for an over-the-Arctic flight. In every case, it shows places that I really wanted to see on the ground ๐Ÿ™‚ Many of them have had very minor editing to improve visibility – commonly 3% darkening and a 15% contrast increase.

A bit less than 2 hours from Iceland, the skies suddenly cleared. I shot the first photo, of one of the many supraglacial lakes on the ice cap, right at noon Iceland time (I’ll keep using that time as a base). At this point I had been seeing the ice cap for a while, but there was nothing worth photographing.

A supraglacial lake on the Greenland ice cap, from 36,000 feet.

Just 3 minutes later, we were over the western edge of the ice cap, north of Ilulissat, about to head across Disko Island. This is the scene I had most wanted to see ๐Ÿ™‚

The edge of the Greenland ice cap north of Ilulissat, from 36,000 feet.

The next 4 photos were shot between 12:19 and 12:21.

The edge of the Greenland ice cap north of Ilulissat, from 36,000 feet.

It’s hard to guess how high that ice sheet face is, but it’s hundreds of feet.

The edge of the Greenland ice cap north of Ilulissat, from 36,000 feet.

The edge of the Greenland ice cap north of Ilulissat, from 36,000 feet.

Disko Island, Greenland, from 36,000 feet.

I occasionally took photos of our location map (and the flight stats screen) to help with identifying places. That’s Disko Island we were approaching.


The next 4 photos, which I think show Disko Island, were shot between 12:24 and 12:31.

Disko Island, Greenland, from 36,000 feet.

Glaciers on Disko Island, Greenland, from 36,000 feet.

Glaciers on Disko Island, Greenland, from 36,000 feet.

Glaciers on Disko Island, Greenland, from 36,000 feet.

Davis Strait, which separates Greenland and Canada, was clouded over, but to the north I could see some impressive peaks. This photo was shot with about 250mm of zoom, at 1:15 pm.

Peaks north of Davis Strait in the Canadian Arctic, from 36,000 feet.

1:31 pm – the clouds had now cleared and we were over western Baffin Island. While I can find this large lake on maps, none of them name it.

A lake on western Baffin Island in the Canadian Arctic, from 36,000 feet.

Bray Island, Nunavut, at 1:34. I think of images like this as rather like reading a book written in calligraphy, in Latin โ€“ I only understand a little bit of what Iโ€™m reading, but it’s beautiful in any case.

Bray Island, Nunavut, from 36,000 feet.

I tried to photograph places that would be easier to identify, but no luck yet with this one from 1:47.

The eastern Canadian Arctic, from 36,000 feet.

There even an airport near the centre of this one shot at 2:00.

An unknown airstrip in the eastern Canadian Arctic, from 36,000 feet.

By 2:12 we were nearing country with few readily identifiable features, northwest of Baker Lake.

Rivers northwest of Baker Lake, Nunavut, from 36,000 feet.

I only shot 16 photos during the next 2 hours, partly due to light wildfire haze, and the next one I’ll show you was shot at 4:15, of a small community in northern Alberta, I think.

A small community in northern Alberta, from 36,000 feet.

At 4:45 we had reached the Northern Rockies.

The Northern Rockies from 36,000 feet.

This incredible area of high alpine lakes was shot 10 minutes later. I used to shoot places like this with the idea of finding a way to hike in to them.

An area of high alpine lakes in the Northern Rockies from 36,000 feet.

The community of Barriere, BC, on the North Thompson River, at 5:04.

The community of Barriere, BC, on the North Thompson River, from 36,000 feet.

Looking west down Kamloops Lake 4 minutes later. We would have been pretty much over the city of Kamloops.

Looking west down Kamloops Lake from 36,000 feet.

The Highland Valley Copper Mine, the largest open-pit copper mine in Canada. That tailings pond is almost 10 kilometres long.

The Highland Valley Copper Mine, the largest open-pit copper mine in Canada, from 36,000 feet.

In my really hardcore hiking days in southern BC, I sought out lakes like this, and got into a few. These places are powerful, magical places to me. We flew over this one at 5:20 (still using Iceland time).

An aerial view of a spectacular lake below a glacier in southwestern BC.

These are the mountains I used to live in for a couple of decades on my time off work – 5:22.

An aerial view of the mountains of southwestern BC.

At 5:28 we reached civilization again – this is the Pitt River entering the Fraser Valley, about 35 km by air from the Vancouver airport.

An aerial view of the Pitt River entering the Fraser Valley, about 35 km by air from the Vancouver airport.

The huge rail yard and Intermodal Facility at Pitt Meadows, and the PortCoquitlam railyard beyond.

An aerial view of the huge rail yard and Intermodal Facility at Pitt Meadows, and the PortCoquitlam railyard beyond.

Pitt Meadows Airport, where I put in my first 60 hours or so of flying in 1967-68, mostly flying Fleet Canucks with the Aero Club of BC.

An aerial view of Pitt Meadows Airport, BC.

The Port Mann Bridge, 2,093 meters long and carrying 10 lanes of traffic, opened in 2012.

An aerial view of the Port Mann Bridge, Fraser River, and area.

The Fraser River at New Westminster, with construction of a new bridge to replace the Patullo Bridge coming along nicely. Three minutes later, we touched down at Vancouver International Airport (YVR).

An aerial view of the Fraser River at New Westminster, with construction of a new bridge to replace the Patullo Bridge coming along nicely.

Switching from Icelandair to Air North, and International to Domestic terminals, meant that we had to pick up our luggage, leave and start the process all over. But we had lots of time (about 3 hours), so no sweat.

With fresh comparisons in my mind now, YVR is a great airport in every way ๐Ÿ™‚

Inside the Domestic Terminal at Vancouver International Airport (YVR).

At the luggage carousel there were large screens with rolling ads. But not just ads. Every few ads, a great quote about flying was shown. Brilliant – I’m sure many people like me will watch the ads just to see the quotes ๐Ÿ™‚

Jonathon Livingston Seagull quote at the luggage carousels at Vancouver International Airport (YVR).

We were able to check in and drop our luggage at Air North, then went upstairs and settled ourselves in the observation lounge for a while to enjoy the sunshine and the airplanes.

The view from the observation lounge in the Domestic Terminal at Vancouver International Airport (YVR).

We eventually went back downstairs, went through security, and settled into new chairs at our gate. There were two Air North 737s there – I don’t see that very often.

An Air North Boeing 737 at a jetway at Vancouver International Airport (YVR).

Some views of the flight north to Whitehorse, which I’ve recorded in detail a few times. This time our flight path was 30-40 miles east of the usual one.

An aerial view of alpine lakes on a flight from Vancouver to Whitehorse.

An aerial view of mountains on a flight from Vancouver to Whitehorse.

An aerial view of mountains on a flight from Vancouver to Whitehorse.

An aerial view of mountains and glaciers on a flight from Vancouver to Whitehorse.

An aerial view of mountains and glaciers on a flight from Vancouver to Whitehorse.

And this photo marks The End of a truly incredible Adventure. Our house-sitter, pet-sitter, and dear friend MJ picked us up, fed us when we got home, and I was soon in bed asleep ๐Ÿ™‚

Looking down Runway 32R at Erik Nielsen Whitehorse International Airport, Yukon.
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