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  • Day83

    logbuch tag 1 (achtung, lang)

    May 24 in Canada ⋅ ☀️ 8 °C

    liebes logbuch,

    heute war der erste tag auf dem weg in die nordwestterritorien und damit auch in das wohl größte abenteuer. der fing auch schon genau so an, sehr abenteuerlich. was die nwt für mich sehr sympathisch macht ist, dass deren kennzeichen die form eines eisbären haben (beweisfoto siehe unten). mies kann die provinz also nicht sein wenn die auf so eine idee kommen.

    von internet, toiletten und (fertigem kaufbaren) kaffee werden wir uns erstmal verabschieden müssen. das letzte ist mein untergang.

    aus unserem schönen spa plan ist nichts geworden. geduscht haben wir aber noch und danach sicherheitshalber nochmal alles an wäsche gewaschen weil wir (naja eher ich) etwas angst hatte, dass wir keine sauberen majtochy haben würden. ich weiss nämlich absolut nicht wie es so in den nwt wird, laut internet gibt es da nichts. also nichts im sinne von wirklich nichts.

    heute sind wir also geduscht und mit frischer wäsche richtung norden aufgebrochen. das lief auch mit vollem tank soweit ganz gut. der norden albertas ist nicht zu empfehlen, also schön ist es nicht unbedingt. alles wunder wurde wohl in jasper und banff aufgebraucht. als wir gegen abend langsam hunger bekommen haben haben wir an einem campingplatz gehalten. auf den Campingplätzen hier arbeitet allerdings niemand. es gibt eine box, einen stift und kleine umschläge. man füllt da irgendwas aus und legt $20,00 rein und sucht sich einen platz aus und das wars. der campingplatz war an einem see und das bedeutet moskitos ohne ende. außerdem war der campingplatz komplett leer und man hat eulen und wölfe gehört. nach den bärenbegegnungen haben wir auch ein bisschen mehr angst im wald, also war auf dem campingplatz schlafen keine option. vor allem deswegen nicht, weil wir $20,00 bezahlen müssten.

    also haben wir da nur unser abendessen zubereitet: konservensuppen. die waren allerdings extrem lecker. nach einer riesen kleckerei von nico (oh ja, ich habe nicht gekleckert!!!) sind wir dann weitergefahren. leider nur nicht allzu viel.

    wir haben uns schon den ganzen tag gewundert wieso es so rauchig und nebelig aussieht und wieso die sonne so rot ist. die antwort: waldbrand. wir haben schon mehrere schilder und warnungen gesehen aber man denkt ja immer, dass das nur prophylaxe ist. in dem fall war es leider echt. der highway war also gesperrt und ein paar polizisten standen an einer „road closed“ schranke. uns wurde sehr nett erklärt wie wir nach high level kommen, einer stadt in die wir eigentlich nicht nur wollten, sondern auch mussten, da man hier nur alle 300-400 km eine tankstelle kommt. um nach high level zu kommen müssen wir eine fähre nehmen wurde uns gesagt also sind wir erstmal zur fähre gefahren. als wir durch ein gespräch mit einem echten kanadier, der immer „eh“ am ende eines satzes gesagt hat, erfahren haben, dass die fähre 24 stunden lang fährt und umsonst ist waren wir erleichtert. was dann kam war aber das kurioseste das ich bis jetzt hier erlebt habe.

    ein herr namens george hat sich zu uns gestellt und uns einige nützliche infos zu den nord west territorien gegeben. zum beispiel, dass es hier momentan quasi nicht dunkel wird. uns ist schon aufgefallen, dass es extrem spät dunkel wird. aber dass man in yellowknife noch um 12 uhr nachts draussen entspannt ein buch lesen kann hat uns schon überrascht. am 24.06. ist der längste tag, das bedeutet hier, dass es einfach garnicht dunkel wird. das schlafen wird an diesem tag wohl übersprungen. george und nico (oder „mico“, wie george sagt) haben sich auf der fähre dann unterhalten. aber wie. george kam erstmal ganz gemütlich an unser auto mit dem hinweis, dass man ja auf der fähre das auto auch gerne verlassen kann. das haben wir aber aus genau dem grund nicht getan: wir wollten eigentlich mal kurz unsere ruhe vor george haben. als george uns dann einen werbekugelschreiber seines „businesses“ zu geben („cozy corner guest house“) zu geben und anfing uns anzubieten, dass wir bei ihm im garten schlafen können wurde es amüsant. nico hat nicht so ganz verstanden was er wollte, ich leider schon. am ende des gespräches hat nico ohne es zu wissen oder es verstanden zu haben eine einladung zum barbecue mit george, seiner frau und seinen schwestern und brüdern angenommen. außerdem hat er dankend das angebot angenommen in georges garten zu schlafen und morgen früh seine dusche zu benutzen. auch als george nico den weg zu seinem haus erklärt hat hat nico sich freundlich bedankt und immer „ja“ gesagt. ich saß nur danben und war, sagen wir mal, sehr überrascht. der weg von der fähre nach high level wurde also zu einer flucht, weil nico daas alles garnicht wollte. mir hat das schon leid getan, weil das echt mega nett war.

    in dem kleinen ort den george stolz sein zuhause nennt haben wir noch schnell vollgetankt und sind weiter richtung high level gefahren, unserem eigentlichen tagesziel. nach 3 stunden sind wir dort angekommen und wurden von 5 streifenwagen mit blaulicht empfangen: high level ist aufgrund des feuers evakuiert worden. ein bisschen panisch aber auch gut amüsiert sind wir dann in die andere richtung gefahren die zum glück noch nicht gesperrt worden ist.

    nach ca. einer weitere stunde fahrt haben wir uns um 12 uhr, als es immer noch nicht dunkel war, am rand des highways zu einigen wohnmobilen auf einen „turnout“, so etwas wie eine winzige ausfahrt oder ein kleiner seitenstreifen, gesellt und dann dort geschlafen.

    es war also ein sehr turbulenter und aufregender aber vor allem langer tag.

    bis morgen liebes logbuch!
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  • Day84

    logbuch tag 2

    May 25 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 9 °C

    guten morgen liebes logbuch,

    heute geht unser abenteuer weiter.

    5 minuten nach dem aufstehen sind wir wieder unterwegs auf dem highway. an einer anderen ausfahrt haben wir gefrühstückt, konnten aber leider keinen kaffee machen weil es zu windig war und unser gaskocher dann nicht so gut funktioniert. unser erstes ziel sollte die stadt „enterprise“ sein, wo wir dann tanken wollten da es in high level nicht geklappt hat. auf dem weg dahin haben wir einen süßen kleinen picknickplatz gefunden auf dem wir dann endlich unseren ersten kaffee machen konnten. einen kaffee kaufen ist hier nicht möglich, da wir von der zivilisation absolut abgeschnitten sind. dabei wurden wir von einem extrem aufdringlichen raben (die hier etwa so groß sind wie adler) verfolgt.

    nach ein paar stunden fahrt sind wir dann in enterprise angekommen und überraschung: alles hatte zu. also der eine komische verkümmerte laden an einer einzelnen zapfsäule die ohne alles einfach nur so dastand. willkommen in der einöde.

    da wir allerdings nicht mehr so viel im tank hatten wollten wir unbedingt erfahren wo man denn hier sonst so tanken kann. auf der anderen seite war ein „highway patrol“ gebäude also sind wir dorthin in der hoffnung, dass wir dort einen menschen finden. glücklicherweise arbeitete ein netter herr dort, der allerdings sehr verschlafen wirkte. das ist wohl dem umstand geschuldet, dass wir in 5 stunden fahrt maximal 10 autos gesehen haben. er wird dementsprechend wohl nicht in arbeit versinken. er erklärte uns, dass es einen ort in 120 km gibt, dort könnten wir tanken. also ging es weiter.

    auf dem weg dahin haben wir pooh getroffen. ein außerordentlich süßer schwarzbär, siehe video. ein paar minuten später haben wir danan auch den ersten freilebenden bison gesehen, siehe zweites video. die bisons hier sind fast doppelt so groß wie die im yellowstone park. wenn der einmal anlauf nimmt (die können bis zu 60 kmh schnell laufen!) ist aber vorbei. pooh hingegen würde sich mit sicherheit mit ein paar leckerein bestechen lassen. -> edit: es waren keine bisons, sondern büffel.

    in big river konnten wir jedenfalls dann auch wirklich tanken. das hat uns allerdings ein vermögen gekostet. während ich bezahlt habe lieden die nachrichten. das feuer könnte sich heute wohl verbreiten, da sich der wind dreht. 5.000 menschen sind bereits evakuiert worden. man kriegt ein ganz anderes gefühl wenn man so etwas live erlebt und sieht. wir fahren grad schon mehr als eine stunde durch ein gebiet das komplett verbrannt ist.

    wir sind, stand jetzt, noch ca. 2,5 stunden von yellowknife entfernt. irgendwie sind wir zu schnell unterwegs. wir haben nicht mal die hälfte der zeit um und sind schon im absoluten norden kanadas. wir wollen ein plätzchen finden an dem wir mal ein paar tage bleiben können.

    in yellowknife gibt es jedenfalls nicht nur menschen, sondern auch einen walmart und sonst auch ein paar läden.

    edit: grüße aus yellowknife, gefühlt dem ende der welt. es sieht hier original aus wie in skandinavien, was echt cool ist. es ist auch wieder relativ kalt mit 11 °c. es gibt hier mal wieder einen walmi ohne parken verboten schilder auf dem parkplatz, schon mal sehr gut für uns. außer dem gibt es auch tankstellen, supermärkte und einen mc donalds aus dem ich mich grad melde. hier geht die sonne um 04:15 auf und um 22:55 unter, da bin ich aber mal gespannt. wir werden gleich irgendwann einen platz zum tiere beobachten suchen und hoffen auf noch mehr bären. später können wir dann hoffentlich entspannt auf dem walmi parkplatz schlafen.

    bis morgen logbuch! berichte über weitere tiererlebnisse folgen dann.
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  • Day149

    To the top of the world

    February 6, 2018 in Canada ⋅ ☀️ -23 °C

    For work, I'm heading to the Top of the World, or as it's also known, Inuvik. I'm not sure how it named itself this, but that is the slogan for this little city on the edge of the Arctic Ocean in the Northwest Territories. It was a planned community built in the 1950s. Now, it boasts over 3000 permanent inhabitants and has a famous church that people come to see.

    To get here from Nunavut, well Igloolik specifically, is a journey. I'm on day 3 and should be landing in about an hour. The remoteness of all the towns in between mean there isn't much choice in flights. One gets canceled and you're not moving for the rest of the day. Try again tomorrow.

    I have gotten to see things I didn't know I was missing. Like trees. I have not seen a shrub or tree in 5 months. Growing up in a place where people came as tourist FOR the trees, being in barrenground surroundings is different. I saw buildings over 4 stories tall. I saw a semi truck.

    All of this was in Yellowknife, the capital of the Northwest Territories. It's HUGE. Around 30,000 people. There are roads that lead to Yellowknife so goods and services are much more readily available. There are even car dealerships there! Real highways and speed limit signs. So much pavement everywhere. I did not know I had become so used to life in Igloolik. What would someone think who had lived entirely in Igloolik to move and live in, say, Ottawa? It's one thing to know something. It's another to experience it. I knew what real markets in Asia or Africa consisted of, but there is no way to understand until you've experienced it.

    The internet! Oh god the internet!! It was so fast in Yellowknife. So incredibly fast. Pictures just popped up. Webpages loaded instantly. And this was with me just on the 4G mobile network. I cannot even remember the speed of a cable network. Faster than you can click!

    I met a friend at the hotel lounge last night and I reveled in sharing a drink with her. I reveled in seeing the menu items that had words like, "pecan", "jalapeno", "sweet potato fries".

    I also reveled in the soft soft bristles of my toothbrush this morning. In Igloolik, the mineral content (really, I don't know what it is, I just tell myself this so I don't freak out) of the water is so great that every time I go to brush my teeth, the bristles have hardened into little pillars of concrete so that you have to break them on your teeth. It is not a comforting feeling. At first I thought that somehow I'd become a failure at rinsing my toothbrush after years of managing to do a pretty good job. Only after several days of deliberate, thorough, obsessive rinsing, did I realize it was the water and not me. So, to wake up in Yellowknife and brush my teeth without first having to overcome the "crunchiness" was a lovely, appreciate pleasure.

    I've also quite enjoyed the mild -25C weather in Yellowknife. It feels great. Coming from -40C (which is also-40 F because that is where the two measures meet) with a brutal wind, -25 feels downright tolerable and nice. To be able to have my hands out for more than 30 seconds without intense pain is wonderful. To not feel as if my cheeks are being burned by a hot poker is just relaxing. In Inuvik, it's supposed to be even milder in the -teens. In Fahrenheit, that equates to about 0 or even +2/3 degrees. I have brought my bathing suit.

    So, my message to you, my friends, as I finalize day 3 of travel to the top of the world, is to look around and be thankful for that soft toothbrush, internet, and the fact you can get to Africa faster than I can get to a city in the same country as I live.
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  • Day566

    Flying over ice

    March 30 in Canada ⋅ ☀️ -1 °C

    This spring brought another exciting opportunity for me. I got to head West to work out over the sea ice of the Amundsen Gulf. I've not done much out on the sea ice so all the things the pilots and other, more experienced folks, take for granted was new to me.

    When flying, one takes some things quite for granted. For example, as a passenger on a jet, you don't often think about the fuel or calculations being made to make sure your plane has enough full, but not too much, to make it to its destination. Then, you expect that all the weather systems are well in hand and it's all safe to go when they herd you down the jet bridge. You don't have to worry too much about the loo, because 99% of the time, voila!, one is there on the plane for you! Even stocked with toilet paper most times. You may not even think of the luxury of having at least two engines. That's a real treat because if one fails, the pilot can typically land the bird safely. All while you're sipping your ginger ale (which I believe must have their highest consumption on planes cause let's be honest...who drinks ginger ale when they're NOT on a plane. No one..), someone somewhere is tracking your little dot moving across the sky.

    Enter helicopter flying in the Arctic.
    Single engine. In this case, every morning and every night, the pilot checked that engine for us all. He put the machine to bed by covering up the engine with a blanket so that it didn't freeze and get ice inside which would down us. Cold temps require a filter be on all the engines to prevent ice crystals in the fuel from entering the engine and causing failure.

    Then, there's the weather. Oh, the weather. There are no weather stations or radar reports for these areas. There is only, if you're lucky, some eyes-on-the-ground reporting from community airports sometimes hundreds of miles away. There are forecasts, but without the weather stations to inform the forecasting, their predictions are general and often not reliable (at least compared to south of the Arctic). There are apps that we use to look at winds around the area because winds can change drastically from one area to the next.....all of which we fly in. Winds can bring fog rushing in if there is open water. On the sea ice, there are often no distinguishing features for a pilot to use to navigate, such as trees, rocks, outcroppings, or buildings. Nothing. It's flat. And white. And when it's cloudy or foggy, it's flat white. Which is what will make your backside squeeze really tight while you stay quiet and cool realizing that if you crash, it will likely be fast and hard so it's all good.

    Fuel you ask? Oh that's brought in by plane to coordinates provided by the pilot or researcher weeks or months before. How do you know it's actually there, exactly where the plane company said they'd unloaded your helicopter lifeblood? Oh, cause they told you so. Trust them, right?? You don't truly know until you fly over and see for yourself. There are no refueling stations. Just 55 gallon drums of fuel sitting on the tundra at some coordinate for you to find and use. Because time is money, we don't fly in to these locations to fuel with an hour left of fuel on board. No, the pilot leaves himself/herself some wiggle room, but not much, to search for the fuel and land. So, when we can't find it, shit gets real tense real quick. Did I mention the fuel pump has both a water filter and particulate filter to make sure that no water, which may have leaked into a compromised drum, or particulates, get into the helicopter engine? Water in an working engine = engine stops working. (remember, we only have one engine...and we're in the arctic in polar bear country.....no one wants water in their fuel!).

    We are actually quite lucky and privileged in recent years to benefit from amazing GPS navigation technologies. Most recently, within the last 2-4 years, the Garmin inReach devices have hit the market. I think they have revolutionized the game. Anywhere, anytime, you can message anyone in the world. Those on the outside world, tracking our helicopter and the weather, can send messages alerting us to major weather situations that we may need to be aware of. This is critical because before, there was some sat phone usage, but you had to call from a phone and they are very difficult and cumbersome to use while flying. Additionally, every time you send a message on the InReach, it attaches your location. Thus, we have the helicopter's on-board GPS signal and the InReach device to help make sure we are located if there is an emergency. Having multiple ways to send distress signals brings great peace of mind. We also have survival gear in the helicopter. Sometimes you just can't get through the weather and you have to wait it out. I haven't had to do this, but most pilots, have at some point, had to land and wait for better weather. You want to be prepared.

    After all of that, and making sure all the safety equipment is working, the pilot has to keep us safe while flying for hours and hours per day. Every landing on uneven snowy surfaces where snow blows up and obscures his vision. Every landing on ice to pick up data. And every chase, extremely low to the ground, to snag a sample from an animal. What could possibly go wrong?
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  • Day159

    Inuvik

    February 16, 2018 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ -16 °C

    After 3 days, I made it to Inuvik and I was not disappointed. Recently, an extension of the road, which is partly on ice, was finished to Tuktoyaktuk (yep, it's as fun to say as it is to read!) so Inuvik sees tourism in the summer and now winter.

    As I mentioned before, the town has about 3200 people. Unlike Nunavut communities, there is road access to Inuvik. The difference that makes is profound. Whether it's a 'good' or 'bad' difference is debatable.

    There are many clear effects of being "accessible" for so many years. There is a lot of diversity. The Aboriginal/Native/Inuit/Inupiat people do not make up a majority of the inhabitants. There are people from everywhere up there. Everyone speaks very good English. Again, it depends on your end goal as to whether this is positive or negative.

    Personally, I was having a ball walking on sidewalks and having a library to wander into. I enjoyed such conveniences as a convenience store. Yes, those little entities that have nearly anything you'd want and need for your convenience at any time of the day. I stood around like the Clampett's on their first foray into Beverly Hills. There was cinnamon spice tea, black beans, whipped cream and other such luxuries. Coriander spice. A bit overwhelming actually. I dragged myself out with only about $30 of "conveniences". lol

    The town also boasted some of the creepiest friendly people I've ever met. I was starting to expect to be ushered into the famous church and invited to drink the KoolAid or something. I do not think I passed one person on the street that did not either smile or vocally say hello. Again, a little overwhelming. I mean, I'm kinda used to that stuff from growing up in the famously hospitable U.S. south, and even I was freaked out. However, it did have a great side effect....I smiled in return and thought, "Wow, what a fun little town." lol.

    Compounding all these great little hellos and conveniences was the fact that it was WARM! I didn't wear my parka, ski pants, mitts, or neck gaiter once the whole week. I was able to move freely and happily about in my hiking boots and fleece with down zip up. This is big yall!! I felt so free and light! To be able to just walk out the door without making a federal project of getting protected (I don't think the work "dressed" fits here---it's really much more about protection).

    Each morning I made my way to a nearby restaurant. Yes, RESTAURANT! With like, real glasses and menu options. I had the eggs benedict basically every single day. One day even with fruit! I made myself sick on the cherry tomatoes brought in for our afternoon snack during the meetings. They were so good that after putting a normal reasonable amount on my plate, I slunk back to the back of the room and proceeded to gorge myself on them like a starving chipmunk. Apparently, they are acidic. Apparently, pH balance of your stomach is a thing. Ouch. But so YUM.

    Stuck in Inuvik an extra day because of lack of flights, I explored their interpretive walking tour and met more friendly people, had lunch with the elders and got invited into a cribbage tournament.
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  • Day72

    Madeline Lake, NWT

    August 8, 2017 in Canada ⋅ 🌙 15 °C

    And so we arrive at our second placement - just a short plane ride over to Yellowknife in the Northwest Territories. We purposefully picked a few places up north that were quite remote - it's a part of Canada we were really keen to visit, but it's not that easy to do on the cheap. Wwoofing seemed like a good option. Although Yellowknife itself is fairly isolated and remote, it's big enough that we didn't feel at all isolated even out of town on Madeline Lake.

    Our host, France, lives 25km out of Yellowknife on the road to nowhere in the summer, but extends to an iceroad in winter! Her farm is immediately impressive - up here, soil is hard to come by so all the beds are contained and artificial with a lot of effort going into creating good soil for growing. Which France and Marie (her business partner) do in abundance! We couldn't even count the number of beds or types of produce they're growing, but the whole thing took the two of us 3 hours to water everyday if that gives you an idea of the scale!

    France and Marie sell their wares (produce, cheese, baked goods) at the Yellowknife Farmer's Market once a week. We were parachuted right into the market as soon as we stepped off the plane and to say we were impressed is an understatement! It's a huge affair with 30-40 stalls all selling a wide wide variety of foods. It's a really popular social event too and hundreds of people turn up each week. France and Marie have a queue every week at least 10 minutes before the starter bell goes and there can be some tension in the queue as to who gets the beautiful Romanesco! France is currently the president of the market and she founded it 5 years ago amid conversations about food security in NWT. She's a great activist and well known figure in Yellowknife! We even met someone in the Rockies who knew her!

    We learnt a hell of a lot from France and Marie about growing and have taken plenty of ideas for ourselves. Marie has signed up along with Cory to come and set up our farm for us when we get back to the UK :) We were fortunate to be there when all the produce was reaching full growth and we really really enjoyed picking and preparing the produce for market. But I think we have a long road ahead of us before our growing can match theirs!
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  • Day76

    Yellowknife, NWT

    August 12, 2017 in Canada ⋅ ☁️ 19 °C

    Yellowknife has not had the greatest recommendations from most people we spoke to before we arrived. The Northwest Territories has rave reviews, but not so much its provincial capital. It's pretty industrial, being built around the mining industry, but definitely has its charm. The farmer's market is a real hub of activity, the bars and restaurants are plentiful, have a good atmosphere and serve great beer and food. They even have a pretty big local baseball scene - Marie being the star player :)
    It also has a great health service which we had the unfortunate opportunity to sample when Maddie went in for emergency surgery to remove some painful ovarian cysts. It could have been a very scary time in terms of health and expense (we did think it might be the end of our trip a couple of times), but the care we received was just fantastic. Get sick in Yellowknife everyone!
    It's also apparently one of the best spots to view the northern lights which we didn't know before we got here! Even in August, we saw it several times very clearly! It's a place that transforms in the winter - the lakes completely freeze (including Great Slave I think which is the size of the south east of England!) opening up the iceroads and tons of winter sports! Would love to come back in March which is the party month apparently. It's cold, but not as inhospitable as people think. Although I'm sure that's a secret Yellowknifers want to keep to themselves!
    It has its fair share of wildlife.. we were visited by a few bears whilst at Madeline Lake who were after France's compost, came too close to a howling coyote on the highway at 1am, watched the eagle's, ospreys and beavers on the lake, got woken up a rowdy family of lynx and heard tales of wolf packs terrorising and befriending the dogs!
    One very sinister aspect to the area is the legacy the huge gold mine has left - tons of poisonous arsenic spewed into the atmosphere, polluting the lakes. It's an incredibly sad story which has a lasting legacy. Millions of tons of arsenic are being contained below ground at great expense. If it ever leaks out, best case scenario it makes the area uninhabitable, worst case.. well there's enough to kill every human on the planet several times over. Arsenic will never decay either so it's here to stay. For ever and ever and ever...
    But it's pretty safe right now and perfectly fine for a visit! Forget freezing nights watching a cloudy sky in Iceland - get to Yellowknife!
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  • Day80

    Pontoon Lake, NWT

    August 16, 2017 in Canada ⋅ 🌙 15 °C

    So after being at France's house on Madeline Lake, we were asked by France's neighbours Laurie and Francois if we could house sit for them 1km up the road on another lake called Pontoon Lake. Well, after driving past the house on our way to Whisky Wednesday we jumped at the chance. Yes please! "Oh, we don't want to put you out", said Laurie. Trust me you are not putting us out. I mean, basically two houses, a sauna cabin and the lake to ourselves, for swimming, fishing, paddling, canoeing etc. The only thing we had to do was look after the dogs. Scott and Siku. Scott was the older of the two and although Siku had the biggest jealous streak ever, he was the boss and the leader. We were told by Laurie that the dogs would often walk down the highway or through the forest to the other side of Madeline Lake 4km away. Of the nearly 3 weeks we were at the house, we drove down and picked the dogs up 5 or 6 times. They even arrived at France's farm a few times looking very pleased with themselves that they had found us. They really were one of the highlights of our stay and we were sad to leave them behind. I joked that I had their passports. It was also comforting having them with us on there daily walks in the bear/wolf/lynx inhabited forests and back end of nowhere, even if the split second we turned to head home, Scott would take that as a cue to head straight on home leaving us at the mercy of the bears! During the second week we had to rush into hospital for Maddie and after a couple of long midnight drives back to Yellowknife stopping to see the northern lights and coyotes yapping, it was decided Maddie would need an operation. Again, thanks for the comfort of the house on Pontoon Lake for her recovery.
    It was the perfect spot to view the aurora, but we never thought we'd have a chance to see in august. How wrong we were, seeing it almost every night for about a week! A thrilling and emotional experience to see the bright green lights glowing and then waving like tentacles across the sky.
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  • Day2

    Happy Canada Day!

    July 1, 2018 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    As part of this adventure we get to celebrate Canada’s 151st birthday in Yellowknife. The day starts off with a parade through downtown… red and white everywhere. After the parade we went for lunch at The Wildcat Café [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wildcat_Cafe]. This restaurant is the oldest in Yellowknife and is only open during the summer months, it has an interesting history and a great menu. Following lunch we walked up the hill to visit the Bush Pilots' Monument and had a great view of the houseboats. We continued our tour by the Yellowknife Wharf, the Bank of Toronto Building, and then a driving tour of more of Old Town, Latham Island and City Centre. We stopped at the Visitor Centre and got our Yellowknife pin. On our way home we also drove by the location of Sarah and Stewart’s new house. Once back at home we enjoyed dinner and some beers and played a wild game of Yahtzee!Read more

  • Day1

    Destination #1, Yellowknife

    June 30, 2018 in Canada ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

    Sarah and Stewart's house... After dropping off our luggage we went for a beer flight at the NWT Brewing Co. [www.nwtbrewingco.com] (great first stop). After that we picked up some groceries and returned home to make dinner and visit.

You might also know this place by the following names:

Northwest Territories, NT, Territoires du Nord-Ouest, Territórios do Noroeste

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