2012/11/25

Reminiscing July 10th in Ivvavik

Once we learned that we will be leaving Ivvavik on July 16th, my field assistant and I decided to take a day off on July 10th and go on a hike north along the Firth River and go to places that we had not yet traveled to and see what kind of plants, animals, and whatever Ivvavik has to offer us on that day (and also see if we can find spots to cross the Firth River, or so my field assistant imagined).

Firth River, Ivvavik National Park
This is a nice fishing/painting spot called "Pole Cache Spot" because there is an Inuvialuit pole cache just close by.

Firth River, Ivvavik National Park
Another spot on the river with an outcrop where we could climb to and take photos.

Firth River, Ivvavik National Park
Firth River

Landscape of Ivvavik National Park
We found a dead caribou carcass around here, and with the dense willow shrubs, we were extra cautious in terms of trying not to spook a grizzly or something.

Landscape of Ivvavik National Park
This outcrop stopped our idea of walking along the Firth River.

Landscape of Ivvavik National Park
Nothing to do except climb up!

Landscape of Ivvavik National Park
Where we were just a few moments ago.

Firth River, Ivvavik National Park
Imagine rafting through this turn.  Must be exciting.

Landscape of Ivvavik National Park
Once we got up the hill.

Landscape of Ivvavik National Park
Change of scenaries.

Firth River
Firth River in the distance now.

Landscape of Ivvavik National Park
A stark contrast of the vegetation (or the lack of) as we reach higher elevation (of around 400 m asl).

Tors of Ivvavik
The infamous tors of Ivvavik.  One of the unnamed ones.

Tors of Ivvavik National Park
More tors.  Many times when you walked through the gaps of the tors that you cannot help but thinking you are in a fantasy (like LOTR).

Tors of Ivvavik National Park
Huge tors.

Landscape of Ivvavik National Park
Around 700 m asl now, I think.

Landscape of Ivvavik National Park
We are now back on one of the named tors now; hence, we are not very far from camp now (where the creek in the distance intersects with the Firth River).

Really missing Ivvavik as I am typing up this blog...

1 comment:

Susannah Anderson said...

Astounding photography, as usual! Were it not for the winters, that is a place I would love to live in.

I am intrigued by the tors. I'd never heard of them before, and wonder what caused them.

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