Well during this timma year,"The Off Season" for the subsistance Hunter, I usually lay down the rifle, do some ice fishing, set some nets or traps or longlines, but we just did some jigging and set a net. As well, with the day light deminishing in the Arctic, we have our Cashe piled with carcasses, bundles of dry fish, stacked with skins, fishing boxes(and my boat) filled with egg laden whitefish, and the results of this summers skin catch with last winters fur catch.Firewoods piled high and we just threw in an oil converter for multi fuel, so well see how that all works out
In tradional tiomes, this was the time of year to go around visiting and feasting, like an October Fest/thanks giving of sorts, spending time dancing, story telling, gossiping and seeing country and folks you aint seen inna while. This is basicly whats happening now, and with sports competition, and animals moving in and out of areas, its kinds fun after a long summers work out.
However , I like to hunt by myself in this "off season" for pleasure and to do "something different" so I spend a couple weeks with the oldest son aand his family in a Kotzebue sound side village. The Ocean ice had formed and gone and reformed, but during a big blow last week, it left and off, again , then reformed and solidifed.
At that timma year Arctic Fox, who have been on the shore all summer in dens with pups roam the shore , waiting for proper ice to thicken and then they go to Sea, as they do. As well , theres Common Eiders to hunt and they are in every crack and crevice, grouping up and being the last Ducks to leave, a bounus that they are as large as a medium turkey......so Off I went.
I reconnitored with the son and his friend Pat, from up atop the Cape.
From atop I spyed a bunch of Eider Ducks to stalk ;D
So Off I walked the next morning, after another look and some planning.
The lead ahead stopped me about 4 miles out, the fox I was tracking had tryed the slush , and found a spot to cross, but I was too leary of a tidal shift and oted out of the Hunt. With rubbery, flexing ice, my sons old harpoon for a walking stick , I "Tuuk" the iron tip as I walk and if the tip dosent go through (and it did plenty) I walked on over As well, The stick turned sideways can get you outta the ice and with a load of eiders on yer back, its a great resting device. Overall, I did well Catching 6 the first outting and 6 more over the next few days, and some Ducks too
He who treads thin ice should keep moving........
self portrait (or "Last picture" when your there ~~LOL!!~~)
The rotten **** thing is that I cannot find my other SD card with some good "Results", but theres this ~~LOL!!~~
The other 'thing' in my hands are Wolf leg pants the wife is sewing.
This is the timma year to sew, being that it will not warm up and ruin the skins before the start of real COLD. Its also the Festive, visiting timma year 'round here , with travle being mostly village to village and visiting now that the ice is thick enough. An hour of daylight makes hunting kinda limited.
Now "the Ride" moves with confidence, the ice, its thick, and the Caribou are close, so after I'm done scrapeing these summer skins, I'll be huntig for pure Joy, bonus Meats and skins for whatever I can think of, maybe a floor or two in my tent.
The traps are looking like they want out as well and we have a camp to work over, so a string down that rout might be in order, or get somee pole and gather more firewoods before they are buried in drifts, maybe go to Kotz and see how campers on the way made out during freeze up.........ahhhhh the "Off season Blues" what to do.......???????~~~LOL!!~~~