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Wednesday, June 09, 2021

Goodbye Utqiaġvik

Gorillas  Long-tailed Ducks in the mist

Today was my last in Utqiaġvik. This afternoon we'll all fly down to Anchorage, then tonight several of us will stay there and will fly home the following morning. Meanwhile, this is my last chance to enjoy being Claire of the Arctic© , see more wildlife and perhaps even a Wagtail that might have flown in overnight. 

One of the first places we hit however wasn't a pond full of birds. We returned to the Inupiat Cultural Center. George, and myself, wanted to buy hand carved figurines from James, one of the local Inupiat artisans there. 

Massive room at the center where art happens

Artist James on the left, Richard and George

This was our last visit with James to pay him deposits and finalize what he was going to make and then ship. I commissioned a King, Steller's and Spectacled Eiders, to celebrate my lifers. 

When we were done I got a photo of the Snowy Owl that James cared from a vertebrate bone and uses as a hood ornament on artist James' truck. 
                  

Being our last day in Utqiaġvik, after our visit to the art center we raced out to see if there were any birdies we missed. 

Pair of Sandhill Cranes














Spectacled Eider behind a Greater 
White-fronted Goose



The last viewing of a bright, crayon-headed King Eider


At last we gave up the birding to race back to the King Eider Inn, to grab our luggage and head to the airport.
The 'Gang of Birders' in the airport, 
 chatting while waiting for our jet to arrive

The last view of the Airport 


For no good reason here is nearly 3 minutes of driving around town in Utqiaġvik. This town, full of 1st Nation Inupiats and various business interests from the lower 48 has a harsh environment. Weather here is too gawdawful for primping of landscaping with flowers or even the most modest vegetable garden. People who fuss about the culling of the area's wildlife for food by the Inupiats are are clueless. It is impossible to grow enough veggies here to keep body and soul together. Add to that, the price of veggies at the local grocery store isn't for the weak of heart or wallet. All the veggies (among a zillion other necessities) must be flown, or barge shipped in. So a video bonus here is listening to Rich telling us about his wife's reaction to grocery shopping when they were in Nome, another off the beaten path area of Alaska.  Ask yourself, how much you might be willing to pay for a tin of cocktail fruit to brighten up your meal.