The best way to think about reality, I had decided, was to get as far away from it as possible. — Haruki Murakami, The Wind-up Bird Chronicle (via frenchtwist)
March 28, 2013 1:45 PM Iqaluit, NU:
We are in the thick of it. Always trying to fix problems of those belonging to a different pond, to those who do not necessarily want it, to those of an entirely different existence. Everyone must fit in a box. Outliers?
Do not belong by cultural birth to a First Peoples but also can no longer easily or happily identify with those from the south. Where is my place?
Seclusion and time for thoughts is key.
South-bound we are going.
Evening in Arctic Bay
Dusk from the ice in Arctic Bay on Friday.
Cargo (including skis) arrived late afternoon and we jumped at the chance to get out. Luckily we did as our plans to catch the sunrise were foiled by fog and zzz’s.
Have not had the best internet today and have been unable to upload the rest of the photos intended to go with this post. Fact of life in the north and on the road but, as always, more to come.
Unfortunately, our Baffin visit is at < six days until departure. Enjoying our time here in full and am looking forward to returning again to spring in Wemindji, James Bay.
The ‘just-bought-a-tent’ face.
For a life.
Arctic Bay, Nunavut
Oddly resembles the landtype in Svalbard less the drastic hues of red in the cliffs around the bay. Apologies for the choppy panorama piece together - cold temperatures caused a slight delay in camera operation.
Iqaluit’s equivalent to Peterborough’s East City Coffee Shop.
Saturday evening: lulled myself into an odd odd state where it felt as if the plane was endlessly circling the setting sun that was disappearing into a red haze of storm weather below.
We made it to Iqaluit late Saturday, happy to land. We made it to Arctic Bay late Monday. “The Perfect Storm” caused a few issues but have been mildly on the go since. I feel I might know 1/3 of the total staff at First Air now and am absolutely indebted to so many for their help, kindness, and level of care. Really, cannot say enough about our friends there.
No pictures as of yet, but the terraform around Arctic Bay eerily resembles Longyearbyen, Svalbard with red hills and a very different town infrastructure. It is stunning. Planning a solid hike to the top of King George, the mountain just out of town, this weekend. Have spotted a few paths I am hoping to check out if I can find some time during the daylight (which is definitely on our side as we near the spring equinox).
“I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can.”
(Source: jonathancarrollstories, via yama-bato)
From time out east in the animal cabin with coworker LG post-USA Wal-Mart and BB gun experience.
Photo credit: JD Stiles