[R-G] [Survivingcanada] massive overdue update...
mstainsby at resist.ca
Fri Aug 26 17:44:51 MDT 2005
there will be a few more updates in the upcoming days, but this will
have to do for now...my apologies for lateness of posting as I had
decided it was simply too important to rush Denendeh material for one,
too hard to recharge a computer as well...
August 15: Reflections from The Valley
There are many places like this one, overlooking the village of Tulita &
the Deh Cho (here in the Sahtu region) leading north downstream. The
view encompasses such an expanse; The river goes off until it almost
disappears into a dark outline of a mountain range. That range puts a
dark dividing line, another outline of the peaks along the middle of a
yet further range, one that appears from behind the first. This second
range is much lighter to the eye from here, indicating that I am looking
several hundred if not more miles in this direction.
August 8: Somba Ké (Yellowknife), Tli Cho Region (Dogrib), Denendeh.
Somba Ké, better known as Yellowknife, translates in the Tli Cho
(Dogrib) dialect approximately as “place of money”#. I can think of no
better opening line than that to begin a description of the city with
the slogan “The city with a golden history and a brilliant future.”-- an
accurate image only from the point of commerce , an accuracy that many
resent and many others embrace.
Dawson City into Denendeh;
Alternatively, “Why I Love People”.
I love people.
Let me explain. When you are hitchhiking it is one of the greatest ways
to reinvigorate your belief in humanity. Sometimes, you learn more than
that. Some random incidents of simple kindness to consider, all since
leaving Dawson City. In the north, it is hard to garner a ride
sometimes, simply by virtue of lack of traffic. The ratio of
cars-passing-by to rides goes dramatically in your favour, increasing in
odds as the vehicles themselves decrease numerically. To get out of
Dawson City, one short ride with a woman named Sylvia I had met 2 years
ago, while she working in Tombstone Territorial Park, at the
Interpretive Centre. She offered me shoes until it was determined that
they would likely be too large. Then, at “Dempster Corner”, I waited for
at least 2 hours, feeling increasingly ill. Yes, as I feared, I was
getting a cold while on the road for the first time in my life.
plus, HUGE photo update, across Denendeh (including my hitchhiking on
the river in the Denendeh subsections) as well as hitchhiking galleries
as always. More hitching and photos in the next few days, as well as a
couple much longer political articles/research/etc.
Also, check the NFB site for the latest Arctic Indigenous Youth Alliance
In the contradiction lies the hope
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