David J. Eves
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So why would a thread on River Traffic start with a picture of Eskimos in the edge of an ice passage? This is because David J. Eves' thread, High in the Arctic Eskimo", here, has brought us the life of the Innuit and these native Americans represent the migrants who's skin covered boats carried waves of courageous souls from the Arctic ice bridges to the Americas following every coastline and exploring each river until they had colonized the continent first by boat. AK
MIDNIGHT IN MAY .. .. .. HOORAY ! no more darkness, till the end of August!
The Umailq - Jake Koonuk - Whaling Captain - Scanning, waiting, watching, waiting, watching, for weeks.. .. .. 24/7 ? (don't these people ever sleep?).. .. NO!
Constantly being exposed to the powerful rays of the sun, 24 hours a day, "flips a switch" in your body, your becoming "solar powered", you require little if any sleep.
Every three days of so (LOL) you merely lean back on that sled and rest/doze/sleep, for a short "cat-nap" so to speak. (chuckle).. ha ha.. This place is a "different planet".
David J. Eaves: Innnuit Whalers Boat
OUTon the ocean ice, people are constantly telling me, quit yelling. (I am speaking in a what I consider a normal voice.) ssshh! oh ok.! Growing up in a big city Boston, ths noise is something we are used to, and we grow accustomed to speaking over that noise. Out here there is only the sound of the wind, and the ice.
MIDNIGHT IN MAY .. .. .. HOORAY ! no more darkness, till the end of August!
The Umailq - Jake Koonuk - Whaling Captain - Scanning, waiting, watching, waiting, watching, for weeks.. .. .. 24/7 ? (don't these people ever sleep?).. .. NO!
Constantly being exposed to the powerful rays of the sun, 24 hours a day, "flips a switch" in your body, your becoming "solar powered", you require little if any sleep.
Every three days of so (LOL) you merely lean back on that sled and rest/doze/sleep, for a short "cat-nap" so to speak. (chuckle).. ha ha.. This place is a "different planet".

David J. Eaves: Innnuit Whalers Boat
OUTon the ocean ice, people are constantly telling me, quit yelling. (I am speaking in a what I consider a normal voice.) ssshh! oh ok.! Growing up in a big city Boston, ths noise is something we are used to, and we grow accustomed to speaking over that noise. Out here there is only the sound of the wind, and the ice.
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