August 13th - Friday
Laval Tremblay with my old canoe |
The promised pictures of Baker will have to wait until tomorrow. My
feet are so screwed up I can't walk. I finally got down to the
clinic. The nurse took one look and said "Oh, that must hurt a bit. "
When I said my feet had been like this for about two weeks, she said
"Long two weeks then, I bet?"
Anyway I should be on the mend fast - a few days at most she said.
When I left I told the Inuit lady at the reception desk that if my
feet could talk they would say thank you. She laughed like crazy and
said, "Tell them we were happy to help."
My God, how did the Dene and the Inuit survive on the land? I had an
abcessed tooth on one long Arctic trip and the only thing that kept me
going was the thought that Inuit and Dene had lived through such
things - and I had antibiotics and anti-inflamatory medicines.
We stopped to visit David Ford at his art gallery. He is the son of
Henry Ford 2, and the grandson of Henry Ford 1. The Fords are famous
in the early history of the HBC in the Arctic and David is a very
intersting man to speak to. He knows as much if not more about Inuit
carving and art than anyone in the north. Some of the pieces he has
are fantaastic.
If you are intersted in Inuit carvings he is the man to call. He can
send you digital pictures of the work he has for sale and talking to
him is well worth the price of the phone call. His number is
867-793-2212
We had our ice cream, Pepsi and Kentucky Fried chicken at lunch. We
are booked to fly to Churchill on Sunday morning and on the train
Tuesday night - it only runs T, Th., Sat.- so I guess the trip is over.
Nikola asked where we were planning to go next year. I said I was
thinking of taking a year off. But then I say that every year and
besides it was probably my sore feet talking.
If I can walk tomorrow I will send in some pictures of Baker.
Bill Layman
Kazan River, Nunavut
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