When preparing for the better part of a year to take the trip of a lifetime, one might assume that you would be well and truly prepared. In my case, my trip had been rescheduled twice, leaving me to prepare all over again...twice.
Initially, I was meant to be in the high Arctic in late August. Summer in the Tundra. Then in late September. Certainly colder, but nothing to really throw me off. Now, I will be heading up there in Mid-October. Or more accurately, Octoburrrrrr!
When my plans changed to this date and season, I thought, "Ok. This is going to be WAY colder than what I packed for."
For those of you following my plans for this trip, I will be glad to bring you photos of the Northern Lights upon my return. Since I will be there much later, the Lights return to dazzle and delight.
I will have a chance to hunt Ptarmigan as well as a late Fall Caribou hunt. Connecting with where my food comes from is hugely important to me. I don't expect everyone to understand or appreciate my life choices and recognize hunting as a sensitive issue for some folks. I respect that.
If I am so fortunate to harvest a Caribou, I will do so with great reverence and not a single part of it will be waisted.
I'm assuming there will be a fair bit if snow on the ground by the time I get up there. I've never worn snowshoes in my life. I wonder if I'll need them? I guess there is really no way to practice that sort of activity until you're actually right there in the snow needing them. At the very least, that's going to be an adventure!
Oh, and if you're curious, the photo of the Polar Bear was the first image to come up when I googled, "Arctic weather October".
Heart wide open and fingers crossed, I am prepared for a very chilly introduction to the Arctic.