-presents -
Canadian Author
Andrew Leith Macrae
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In 1999, we at Great Canadian were proud to accommodate Canadian author Andrew Macrae as a client on a 'Dance with Caribou' trip to the upper Thelon River of the NWT & Nunavut. Andrew is best known as the illustrious author of his book in progress 'The Negative Man'. Andrew had this to say about his trip to the barrenlands with us: |
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"I
returned home from a visit to Paris to find an email in my in-basket: it
was from Tundra Tom, asking for a few words about my recent excursion to
the heart of nowhere -- the Barren Lands of the Northwest Territories,
facilitated by Great Canadian Wilderness. It has been a rare and
privileged summer for me, to be able to make trips like these, and all the
more remarkable as it has encompasses such extremes. Paris, rich with the
millennial accretion of history, and where Nature is allowed only on its
very best behavior and always on a leash; and the tundra, which, apart
from mountain peaks and the poles, is a region that is one of the least
marked by human passage." |
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"It is remote. The trip to Yellowknife alone is an object lesson on the vastness of this land. Flying over endless vistas of tree and rock and water to find this very modern, very built-up city is a trip in itself. But of course YK is just the jumping off point. Air Thelon flew us in a float plane to the camp, departing from a dock in the heart of YK's Old Town. The flight took us up over the great fault line that lies to the east of YK, a prodigious fracture in the earth's crust. In pre-flight days it took trappers some 30 portages and several weeks to make this journey; now, by air, it is two hours to the base camp on the headwaters of the Thelon River."" |
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"The land is
elemental. The elements: earth, water, air, fire; as pure as you will find
it anywhere on the planet. Indeed, the air was so clean we could smell the
smoke from forest fires burning hundreds of kilometers away. It is like a
world newly formed, in a raw, primitive state And in a sense this is
indeed what it is, since the land was scraped down to bare rock and left
by receding glaciers a scant 10,000 years ago. The glaciers also left the
eskers, long drifts of gravel, stone, and stunning white sand, oases that
shelter an amazing diversity of wildlife, both flora and fauna, far above
the tree-line." |
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"It was late
summer when we were there, and the fall colours were just beginning. And,
luckily, the blackfly season was done! Terry, the naturalist of the team,
pointed out to us the huge diversity of plant life to be found in a few
square inches of soil. We didn't see any bears (probably just as well) but
we did experience the bounty of berries that they feed on; I remember
particularly the delicate cloudberries. Intense with flavour, they have to
be enjoyed on the spot, the trip to camp in a bucket would reduce them to
an unappealing mush." |
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"Near the camp, our guide, Bill, showed us the remnants of a campsite used by Gus Daoust, a near-legendary trapper of the region -- tin cans, a shoe, a pit dug out for shelter. But Gus' incursion into the Barren Lands is within living memory, a mere blink of an eye ago. Farther out, on a rise of land on the open tundra Bill, showed us a cairn; a low wall of rocks, that may well be older than Stonehenge. He explained that it was probably used as a blind." |
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"You couldn't imagine a simpler structure that might still be recognizable as an artifact of human hands, but somehow, there was something solemn and sacred about this crude structure that had endured for so long, bearing testimony to the passage of humankind in this impossibly remote region. Paris has its own inexhaustible magic, to be sure, but nothing to compare with the stark simplicity of this monument." |
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"There are other marks, too, of human presence; Bill would point out from time to time, broken shards of rock that had been worked into arrowheads. But man has always been an interloper here. The camp, in this setting, seems out of place. The presence of the outhouse, in particular, struck me as arbitrary as the Tardis of Dr. Who. And the logistics of operating this camp are staggering. Just to bring in a single can of beer costs $1.40 (never mind buying it in the first place). Yet the facilities covered all the bases of human comfort -- warm, snug tents for sleeping, a cookhouse, and even a washhouse with hot and cold running water. The cans of beer and other foodstuffs are kept cold in holes in the ground, dug down to the level of the permafrost."
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"And what can you say about Tundra Tom? Entrepreneur, explorer, sportsman, naturalist, raconteur, entertainer... the list has no end. He sets a standard that defines the whole crew at Great Canadian Ecoventures, of resourcefulness, hospitality and expertise that made every aspect of our time on the Barrens an unqualified delight and pleasure."
- Andrew Macrae |
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Andrew Macrae 416.966.3147 voice email: andrew@adventmedia.net |
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