First Caribou Hunt

This past weekend, Michael went out "to camp" with a fellow teacher, Walt. They left Thursday night, and took Walt's boat over to his cabin off of the Noatak River. Because Michael cannot get an Alaskan resident hunting license for a year, he simply went along for the experience of being out in this amazing country. They spent three nights out at the cabin, and spent the days taking the boat out to various sights looking for caribou. After quite a few sightings, including a wolf and a moose (a cow), and many herds of caribou off in the distance, they finally got close enough for Walt to shoot one. Michael and Walt carried about 160 pounds of meat to the boat, and for his efforts Michael came home with the back-strap and a rib rack of caribou meat. I about died laughing when he just walked in the door carrying these pieces of meat, not wrapped or anything, just like he was carrying a stack of mail; sometimes it hits me just what kind of life we are living right now! Anyway, here are some pictures from his trip: