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Hello Darkness
It's dark out. If I turn off the lights, I can't see. This is really weird ( Read more... ) -
Trip to Cape Sydney, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love The Danger
As you all know, this past Friday, me and Dad left to head up north to look for polar bears. Unfortunately, we didn't see a polar bear. Not even a track! But an adventure, we did have...
Not every adventure is good, and I'm not sure if this one was a good one or a bad one. It certainly had some really cool and great parts, and heck, I was away from ( Read more... ) -
Curiosity Killed the Caribou (Back River Part III)
So I'll clue up the Back River trip, and I'm going to talk a bit about hunting (more specifically, the killing and cleaning part). I've decided not to post many pictures.
There's not really that much else to say about the Back River trip. After fishing on Sunday, we came across some caribou on the way back to the cabin, so we stopped and Paul got ( Read more... ) -
I'm alive
but barely! Details to come in the morning, or afternoon, whenever I should wake. -
Trip Up North
Me and Dad are going to the northern part of King William Island to head north of 70, get some fish, hunt seal, and look for polar bears. We'll be back either Sunday night, Monday, or Tuesday. I hope that my random arrival time doesn't leave you in that much suspense about whether I ate or was eaten. -
On children.
Inuit children are adorable. The whole lot of them. The night I arrived here, me and my Dad were walking down the road and quickly came across a couple of children stomping around a puddle. I smiled and waved to them, and one of them said out to me "Hi!". I returned the greeting, to which he said, to my dad, "What's your name?". This is the phrase ( Read more... ) -
Back River (Part II)
So, we had arrived at the cabin at about 3 am. There were Caribou maybe 100 yards from the cabin! Since Paul's dad wanted two caribou brought back, we took one down and cleaned it. After setting up camp and having a lunch and a cup of tea (weird time for tea!?!?) we got to sleep at about 5.30 or 6 am. I don't think we woke up until 2 or 3 pm. We ( Read more... ) -
Culinary adventures!
The Inuit people have a palate like none other.
The old term for the Inuit, which, of course everyone knows, is 'Eskimo'. It means 'raw eaters', according to Paul (our Back River guide). I always heard it as 'Eaters of Raw Meat'. Paul says that the name comes from the First Nations people down south. They didn't always got along: sometimes they ( Read more... ) -
Trip to Back River (Part I)
Ok maybe I'll talk about this trip in two or three parts -- one part tonight and the rest tomorrow.
From Gjoa Haven to Back River (Haningayok in Inuktitut) it's about 80 miles. For about half the year, skidoo is pretty well the only means of transportation. (For maybe three months you can get around in boat, and for three months it's hard to get ( Read more... )
