In May, just as the animals were coming out of hibernation and the birds were beginning their northerly migration, we headed south against the flow of wild creatures and hordes of campers and RVs. Driving from Anchorage to Seattle via Fairbanks we were treated to a beautiful view of Denali.
Once we crossed the Canadian border, we were treated to another amazing sight.
We didn’t see anything like it on the rest of the drive down, and haven’t found anyone who has ever seen anything like it. Back here in Shungnak, elders we’ve showed the photos to have never observed anything similar or remembered stories of this phenomenon. Theories?
After a summer filled with visiting family and friends, we began our migration back to Alaska on July 22. Six days of driving and 2700 miles later, we began the ritual of shopping, sorting, packing and mailing everything we’d need for the next nine months.
Arriving back in the village we were greeted with the sweet sound of “welcome home”. The past two weeks have been filled with visiting, getting our classrooms set up for another year and catching up on what we missed during our absence.
Summer green is still here, but with the return of the salmon will come the reds of fall.
The fireweed here has almost topped out; a sure sign that the school migration is about to commence.