It’s 1 a.m. and I am super tired (being a volunteer is hard work), but I want to get a few photos up tonight so I don’t get backlogged. There are a lot of gorgeous and interesting things to photograph up in the Great White North.
In between making all the fixings for a Thanksgiving dinner for 35 (it’s Canadian Thanksgiving, eh?) we took a little tour around Churchill and the surrounding area.

This man keeps his dogs on Queen Land (that’s like what we call Federal land south of the border) and overfeeds them. Of course, polar bears want to get in on that. So, Brian charges people to come out and see the bears and the dogs. Then he uses the money to buy feed for the dogs. It’s illegal and a few dogs get eaten every year, but I guess that’s how it goes here.
We didn’t mean to end up here, but our tour guide got a little confused on which direction to go. I don’t condone the practice, but it was interesting to see. And it was my first bear!

Back into Churchill, population 800. The town grows by about half that during bear season, when workers come in to wait tables, drive buggies etc.



Right now I am out on The Tundra Buggy lodge. The wind is whipping and it seems to be raining. Luckily, we saw a bunch of animals on the way in, because it looks like the weather is getting nasty.
I’m really going to bed now.
Wow. What an amazing opportunity. Sounds like you’re giving it every ounce of your energy and soaking it up while you’re there. Go Mel!