Saturday, July 25, 2009

Up the Dempster.

Inuvik attracts all sorts of people. Most come up the long gravel highway from Dawson City—the Dempster, while others float down the Mackenzie from its headwaters. Hitchhikers, RVers, motorists, bicyclists, dirtbikers, canoeists, kayakers and hikers end up here from across the US and Canada. They travel around the world from China, Germany, the Czech Republic, Switzerland, and beyond.

One of my first nights at the campground in town I met Sean. He has been riding his dirt bike through the arctic for four weeks. Though we met late in the evening our endless sun induced insomnia kept us awake photographing an agitated beaver till well past "sunset" (about 1:30am). In the morning he headed for home (3200 kilometers south) and left me with some arctic advice--“never trust the foxes, they're out to get you!” It turns out that a week earlier while camping along the Dempster a particularly sly fox stole his campstove.

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