April 27, 2012 § Leave a comment


“… there’s a silent voice in the wilderness that we hear only when no one else is around. When you go far, far beyond, out across the netherlands of the Known, the din of human static slowly fades away, over and out.” – Rob Shultheis


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Gates of the Arctic

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The Dalton Highway traverses Alaska’s northern boreal forest on its way to the Brooks Range and the Arctic Coastal Plain.

The Dalton Highway, built to haul supplies to the Trans Alaska Pipeline System and the Prudhoe Bay oil fields, provides access to the scenic Arctic. Traversing tundra and mountaintops, the highway cuts a transect north across Alaska, crossing the Yukon River, the Arctic Circle, and the Brooks Range, before almost reaching the Arctic Ocean. Along this route, visitors can observe caribou herds migrating across the tundra, butterflies massing in the chilly air, and grizzlies at rest in the sun. Musk oxen browse sunlit slopes, a tableau little changed in thousands of years. Wildflower enthusiasts will appreciate the tiny, profuse flowers on the tundra, some easily recognized as dwarf versions of familiar species. Even on the summer solstice—when the sun literally never sets —snowfalls are frequent in the rugged environment served by theDalton Highway.

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Snowy Owl ANWR

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Snowy Owl in Flight

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“This is not wilderness for designation or for a park. Not a scenic wilderness and not one good for fishing or the viewing of wildlife. It is wilderness that gets into your nostrils, that runs with your sweat. It is the core of everything living, wilderness like molten iron.” – Craig Childs, The Animal Dialogues: Uncommon Encounters in the Wild

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Polar Bears Save ANWR from Shell Oil


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“The whole concept of ‘wild’ was decidedly European, one not shared by the original inhabitants of this continent. What we called ‘wilderness’ was to the Indian a homeland, ‘abiding loveliness’ in Salish or Piegan. The land was not something to be feared or conquered, and ‘wildlife’ were neither wild nor alien; they were relatives.” – Doug Peacock, Grizzly Years: In Search of the American Wilderness.

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Caribou in ANWR

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Caribou migration in the Gates of the Arctic!i=1005339933&k=sh6L2

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“The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. Maybe they always have been and will be. Maybe we’ve lived a thousand lives before this one and in each of them we’ve found each other. And maybe each time, we’ve been forced apart for the same reasons. That means that this goodbye is both a goodbye for the past ten thousand years and a prelude to what will come.” – Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook.


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