When the ice was out we hunted caribou and collected salad off the tundra. When the arctic ice blew towards shore, we went seal hunting in 14-foot open boats, armed with rifles and harpoons and cameras. The meat would go to the elders, the hides to the museum. The rack of ribs went straight onto the campfire. On the return to Utqiagvik (Barrow), we rode the boat onto an ice floe the size of a three-car garage. The pilot repaired the outboard motor, and we continued on our way until the ice and winds drove us to shore. Then we walked.

Thanks to Iøisaåvik College; Inupiat Heritage Center (2004)