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Lights fantastic

Ken Snowdon suffers a baptism of ice, visits a very cool bar and endures Arctic temperatures on a voyage realise his ambition to see the Northern Lights

I'VE always wanted to see the Northern Lights - and I don't mean the ones at Blackpool or the pub in Gosforth. No, the aurora borealis captured my imagination at the age of ten. They were sometimes on display when Superman flew up to his Fortress of Solitude in the Arctic Circle and even the name struck me as wonderfully exotic. I thought both were a figment of someone's imagination, but decades later I'm hoping to witness one of them and it's not the bloke with the underpants and cape.

This dazzling light show is caused by solar particles passing into the atmosphere, creating a striking display of ghostly green, yellow, red and violet lights darting across the horizon. So it's fingers crossed as I join a Northern Lights cruise, a joint venture between DFDS and the Norwegian cruise line Hurtigruten. The former takes you from North Shields to Bergen and the latter takes you north into the Arctic Circle. The question is: will I see them? There's no guarantee that - unlike David Tennant at Blackpool - Mother Nature will switch them on.

I've packed my thermals, Berghaus Arctic jacket and fetching red sunglasses (not for the sun but the glare of the snow). On board the Queen of Scandinavia, I'm installed in a pleasant Commodore class cabin with double bed, TV and complementary mini-bar. With the evening departure, there's little in the way of outside scenery to occupy your time at first but there's things to do onboard if you like nightclubs, cinemas, gambling, eating or drinking.

Of course, the following day you can gaze at the full majesty of the North Sea, but in November's blustery winds and bracing temperatures, I stayed inside.

Teatime the next day saw us in Stavanger and finally on to Bergen by 11pm.

It's at this point you get off the ship, go through immigration and get back on again just after midnight, ready for a 6am start the next day. This sounded a bit like hard work to me but a spokesperson for DFDS Seaways explained a way round it. "Rather than re-boarding the Queen of Scandinavia some guests do prefer to check into a hotel for the night, and we do organise this alternative accommodation on request. Passengers who choose to return then disembark early the following morning and board Hurtigruten later that day, leaving plenty of time to explore the picturesque city of Bergen. The port provides luggage lockers where passengers can leave their belongings for the day as they explore the Gateway to the Fjords." So I did. It rained a lot.

And so to the Hurtigruten part of the trip. The vessel that will take me nearer the Northern Lights is the MS Finnmarken.

There are 32 suites, some with a balcony. If the views outside aren't enough for you, there's also a fitness centre, saunas, internet cafe, outdoor swimming pool and observation areas.

Soon after sailing a meeting is called for the British contingent (there are also a lot of Germans on board). The captain is there to introduce the crew, everyone from the masseur via the chief engineer to our tour guide, Peter. He tells jokes about the Americans and the Germans (funny) and quips about England's failure to reach the Euro finals (unwise). He also talks about the excursions we can buy when we reach ports along the way to Tromso, my final destination. Then there are some cheery words about the importance of putting on a survival suit if we have to abandon ship as apparently we'd only last five to ten minutes in the water without one.

Day one sees us hugging the Norwegian coast as we travel to Alesund. Altogether we make 20 stops at towns along the coast between Bergen and Tromso. I spend most of the time on the observation deck, watching the beautiful Norwegian coast in centrally-heated comfort. Some brave souls are outside, some there for the fresh air and some huddled behind the door smoking.

We stop at Alesund where Peter offered a walking tour lasting two hours with a guide and costing about £15. I pay nothing and lurk at the back before doing my own thing. Alesund was all but destroyed by fire in 1904 and rebuilt in the continental style - all spires, towers and ornamentation. It's very pretty.

Day two and we wake up in Trondheim, Norway's third largest city and still some way from the Arctic Circle.

This was the country's first capital, founded in 997 by the Viking, King Olaf.

It's still got its wooden houses and narrow streets alongside more modern developments.

The cathedral was started in 1070, but they were still at it in the 1960s. I think it's finished now. The view looking down on the city is spectacular, and although its lights are twinkling far below in the early morning darkness, they aren't the Northern ones.

The Finnmarken runs with an easy efficiency.

Every day you get a full list of where the ship is calling, plus interesting pointers along the way. Regular announcements are made, the crew is friendly, the food is good (although there is no choice at dinner) and the drinks - like everywhere in Norway - are outrageously expensive.

It's day three and at 7.05am (and 58 seconds) we have crossed the Arctic Circle.

The custom is to have a ceremony on deck, which starts a little later because we were all in bed when it happened. It kicks off with tour guide Peter singing a song about a Norwegian cod delicacy which (if I heard correctly) is being used as draught proofing for a door.

Then Neptune is summoned by everyone shouting "King Neptune", but the best we can manage is a crew member dressed for the part. Neptune tells us it's an honour for us to join "the cod, halibut, mermaid and crab" in his kingdom and wants to baptise us all. This involves having ice cubes shoved down the back of your shirt.

Everyone got one or two, but for some reason the king thought I deserved five.

Three dropped out at waist level but two made it as far as my underpants. Fortunately, everyone else was wriggling around, so I was able to plunge a hand in and dislodge the cubes so they fell out of my trouser leg.

I thought we'd seen the last of lumps of frozen water, but at 9pm we have an hour in Svolvaer famous for its local pub made entirely from ice. You get a pair of gloves when you go in. The seats are ice (covered in animal skin to stop your bum getting damp) the bar is ice, even the glasses you drink from are made of ice.

Nice. No lights yet though, and there's only a day to go.

It's the final day and I have a mere six hours left to see the lights. There's more spectacular scenery, looking much more Arctic now. Snow dusts the hills that come down to meet the sea and completely covers the higher peaks behind.

Beyond the towns, some houses are dotted about in splendid isolation but most are built close together as if huddled for warmth. At this time of the year, the sun doesn't get above the horizon and what daylight there is - between 10am and 2pm - is washed out and pale. There's a murmur of excitement in the lounge as someone thinks they've spotted a whale, but our stares into the gloom fail to make it materialise.

As we approach Tromso and my final stop, there is a splendid full moon in the sky where the sun ought to be.

As I walk down the gangway, I look northwards into the early afternoon sky and reflect. After a week of expectation, excitement and hope, there's still no sign of the Northern Lights. The scenery has been magnificent, the voyage relaxing but its time to go home. Via Gosforth.

TRAVEL FACTS

DFDS Seaways offers the Northern Lights Cruise in conjunction with Hurtigruten Norwegian Coastal Voyage. Prices start from £779 per person for a seven night holiday including two nights onboard Queen of Scandinavia and four nights on the Finnmarken on a half board basis, transfers and flights from Tromso to Newcastle via Oslo, and one night stay at an Oslo Airport hotel.

10:27am Saturday 5th January 2008

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