Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Fate don't fail me now

I can't think of a better time to upload pictures to blogger (which takes forever) then when listening to the new Metric album.  Here's a quick trip down the past couple of months in Tuk.

I took this tonight on my way home from dinner with a catholic Sister.  This is first sign of Spring that I've seen and after the brutally cold weather (that's ongoing) it's a welcome sight. 

 I'm sure there's a perfectly good explanation as to why this jacket and boots were placed on these tires (which aren't close to any particular home) but I can't think of what it would be.

Another inviting beach picture :)  I took this today.  There's still a lot of ice out there (which the wind delights in blowing around).  In fact, there's still enough ice that some daredevils are still using it to travel to hunting camps.  I wouldn't want to walk on it, let alone drive a skidoo on it, but hey, that's just me.

A few of my students at the end of the year completion ceremony.  I don't know who's happier for the break - me or them (collectively)?  No, I do know.  If we were to bottle all of their happiness it wouldn't match a teaspoon of my happiness extract.
 This dog needs a home.  I'd really like to adopt her.  She's almost like a therapy puppy - if my day is stressful I can go out on the steps at work and call her over and everything seems a little better.

This was probably my all-time favourite Tuk experience.  My students and I went on a little excursion to the community ice house towards the end of May.  In the times before people had regular access to refrigerators they would store their perishable goods (caribou, whale, fish, etc.) in a storage area dug deep down into the permafrost.  Some people still use it now; it smelled heavily of muktuk when we went down.

People with a fear of heights or icy ladders will probably have to sit this one out (but I'd recommend fighting the fear).  I could feel the temperature drop the further down I went.  The walls were lined with rime and under that was a slick icy sheen that covered the layers of dirt and ice.

People with a fear of small closed in spaces amy also be reluctant to go down.  There was no light save for our flashlight and the flash of my camera. 

A close up shot of the rime - life really is beautiful.

I've had enough time to listen to the whole metric album (more than once).  I definitely recommend it.