RIDE TO POINT BARROW

The sun was shining brightly, and even though it was around 8:00 at night, we decided to take a ride out to Point Barrow, which is as far north as you can go, without jumping on an iceberg. In order to get to The Point, you have to ride out a few miles on a spit. It was pretty exciting because the salmon were running, so we figured we would throw our poles in the water, and try our luck fishing in the Arctic Ocean.

Below is a picture of the spit as we are riding toward the end of it.

A self portrait of the adventurous duo.
This is the very end of the spit. There were actually some polar bear sightings here very recently, so we were very careful to be on the lookout while we were here. Somehow I think that running into a polar bear would not mean good things for us.
One really neat thing is the beach combing. There are a lot of really neat shells, rocks, and odds and ends that wash up on shore.
Nick threw his line in the water, but no salmon took the bait. Nick may have to stick to "catching" caribou and lemmings.

Lastly, there were birds EVERYWHERE. Ga-Millions upon Ga-Millions of birds summer in Barrow.

Anyway, we hope that all is well back home, and know that we are well and safe up on top of the world. We are really enjoying the community here and look forward to a great year!