Monthly Archives: April 2007

Cool goggles, eh?

Here’s a fun fact about flying to Inuvik from Whitehorse. There is absolutely no security clearance. You just check your luggage, stand in line, and then get on the plane.

This is good, because it allows some bending of the rules. For instance? Carrying three live goldfish in a camera bag.

I returned from Whitehorse, Yukon this week. What a beautiful city! It was very strange to walk into shops such as the Supercentre grocery/department store (Which is acres of junk, literally), and see all manner of stores selling clothing, camera supplies, sushi, and other things unavailable in Inuvik.

Whitehorse is an 18-hour drive from Inuvik, so thankfully it was by plane.

Here’s the apartment’s view last night at 11:05 pm.

At this rate, midnight sun is only a few weeks away.

This house in Tuktoyaktuk had a bloody caribou skin left outdoors.

I hope the local stray dogs don’t chew it.

Here’s another flipped truck on the Tuktoyaktuk ice road. I stopped to check if there was anyone inside, but found nothing but broken glass and a spilled lunch cooler, with coke cans and a sandwich spilling on the ice.

Crashed vehicles are like haunted houses, in a way.

Like many communities in the Beaufort Delta, Tuktoyaktuk has youth centre where kids are free to spend time.

Here are some views from a regular Saturday afternoon.

April is probably the nicest time of year in Tuktoyaktuk. The ice roads are still open, there is sun until 10:30 at night and the temperatures allow for outdoor hockey.

(This guy seemed to be having a great time.)

Chief Paul Niditchie school in Tsiigehtchic has about 28 students. It’s a very nice place.

This unfortunate accident happened between Inuvik and Tsiigehtchic. There’s just something about long roads, topped with loose gravel and patches of ice..

(And no, this isn’t my truck!)

Here’s Steph Weimar from ICS trying the nail-drive competition at the Aklavik carnival, March 31.

Fort McPherson has a factory which manufactures canvas.

In Aklavik on March 31, some of the company’s tents were heated by wood stove and installed for guests of the carnival to warm up.

It was a nice place to eat lunch, because it smelled like pine needles and wood fire.

Here’s Zoe Ho, editor/writer/photographer of Tusaayaksat, sharing a laugh and interviewing some kids in Aklavik.

When I went to interview Inuvik’s nighttime cab dispatcher, John Ozolins, I wasn’t expecting his manner of dress.

I think it’s great he manages a super-stressful job while having a little fun.

What is this strange sculpture between Inuvik and Aklavik? Does it commemorate an old special car, now useless?

It’s nice to see traditional languages used in an everyday context, such as this sign in Chief Paul Niditchie school in Tsiigehtchic.

(Note: I have no idea if this thing still runs, it looks charred.)