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passing little islands, lighthouses and small groups of houses dotted about on the water’s edge. In the early hours of the third day we crossed into the Arctic Circle, the only notification of this was a few blasts on the ship’s horn, but in a weird way this was the start of our “hunting the lights” adventure. Although with the weather the way it had turned, it wa ͻ