Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Ulukhaktok, North West Territories

It was just 116 years ago that the first white man visited the region on the west side of Victoria Island on the Amundsen Gulf.  This is the land of the Copper Inuit. A land of slate and copper, of bluffs and rock.


Ulukhaktok, which is Inuktitut for “the place where ulu materials are found”, has not changed too terribly much in the ensuing century.  



Before I get much farther- I must explain what an “ulu” is.  It’s a knife- sort of half-moon shaped with a handle of bone, wood or antler.  With practice, one can skin a caribou, fillet a salmon and cut sealskin for a pair of mittens.  Handy little thing.



The 400 Inuvialuit who live here fill their days fishing, trapping and hunting.  They are hearty and welcoming- and utterly charming.

After donning all my zodiac “wet landing” gear, we headed ashore.



My "supplies"-everything from chapstick and  batteries to eyedrops and handwarmers..


You can always spot a southern girl by the things she finds to monogram.



Kitted out - almost



Ready for the cold.... I hope!



Heading toward my first zodiac adventure!


It's not often that guests get to see "below stairs"- or in this case, deck 4...









I spent a good two hours walking around the hamlet, as it is called.  If you look on a map and have trouble finding Ulukhaktok, look for it’s English name, Holman. As with many Inuit communities, the Inuit name only officially returned in 2006.







Believe it or not, “Ulu”, as high Arctic residents call it, is  a thriving artists' colony, thanks to a French missionary, one Father Henri Tardi.  Printmaking, carving, and needlework hand crafts provide outside income and name recognition across Canada.





Ulukhaktok is also home to the world’s northernmost golf course. No greens on the tundra?  No problem-they have specially made mats for tee boxes and greens.I told you that you should have come, Brother…

I was so happy to chat with Susie, a lovely lady that continues the tradition of printmaking from her father.


And I met several ladies who gather musk ox down to be spun into qiviut, that is returned to them to be knit into beautiful hats and headbands.






I visited the Holman Co-op, which has a little bit of everything.  A freighter visits once a week.  The prices continue to amaze me.





The sweet Anglican mission - 


and the K-12 school.



I chatted up this delightful granny- we traded stories and showed photos of our kids and grandkids.  She was ever so proud of her family, who had performed aboard Serenity the evening before.




Before I boarded the Zodiak to return to the ship, I talked with a lovely lady as she demonstrated how to "defur" a sealskin to make the leather that will form the soles for a pair of mukluks.  She uses just sand and an old bone to gently scrape the sealskin until it is clean.



Then through the boot wash station to make sure nothing comes back with us.



What did I take away from my visit to this lovely village?  Community.  A deep sense of love for one another.  Heritage. A great pride of place.  Hospitality. Joy that we came to visit their home. 


For the hours that we were in Uluhaktok, we were part of the community- we were home.










Final Pics of Las Vegas

Well, you know how they say that the road to Hell is paved with good intentions....

I had every intention of finishing the telling of the trip to Las Vegas and the North West Passage before Halloween...then Thanksgiving...then Christmas....well, you get the picture.

(um...I guess you really didn't.....)

But, without further ado--and desperately trying to avoid a major attack of the guilts...here's the last few images of Vegas.

Most of us desperately want to forget that our merry band travelled to Vegas just one week after the horrible massacre of so many at the outdoor concert. But we felt we needed to make a pilgrimage to the famous Las Vegas sign- just to see it.  A makeshift memorial had sprung up- and, while moving me to tears, made me glad we went.

We hopped in Andy and John's rented Mustang


I say that if one is touring the great American Southwest, one should do it in a convertible.

We drove past the Mandalay Bay- where that horrible monster's room was still boarded up.


This is one of the entrance/exit gates on the concert property.  Sadly, 59 people would not live to see this "See Ya Later"- and over 500 would have to be carried out injured.










So there you go.

We will.

Vegas Strong!!!

Monday, November 13, 2017

Last Night in Las Vegas

Well, after that amazing helicopter ride, how are you going to spend the REST of the afternoon/evening in Las Vegas?

First---a roller coaster ride in the Big Apple....thanks to New York New York casino!


Award for coolest door handles ANYWHERE.

While Jennifer, Andy and I rode the roller coaster...



Kris and John visited the casino and had a drink.  There were some great signs around...





Is this a great name for a pub or what?



Next stop. The Cosmopolitan Hotel and it's almost hidden Chandelier Bar.


Yes a bar INSIDE the chandelier.  Anna-Grace insisted we go, and if daring enough, to request the Verbena- a crazy drink  that leads your tastebuds on a merry dance and has been described as a sparkler in your mouth without the burns..... Our cocktail waitress tried to describe it...


...but you really just have to try it.



It was wild-and weird- and tasty.  but two szechuan buttons are enough.
They had some other unusual drink combos....


Jen tried a Soylent Green-



Then it was off to dinner--past


Isn't this a great name for a bar?


Looks like outdoors, but it's really inside.  SOOOOO Vegas.




Doesn't everyone need to see a Zombie Burlesque show?   Next trip, maybe.


And we finished off the evening at "Las Vegas- the Show"... real showgirls!!!



Kris posed for her wind-tunnel effect as we opened the doors to the outside....


Damn good day!