Iqaluit to Cape Dorset

Our time in Iqaluit came to an end early Monday afternoon, but not before Terin and I having an experience of a lifetime. Not only were we fortunate enough to be IN Iqaluit we had the good fortune of randomly (an I do mean randomly) making friends with some Quebecois Reservists who kindly offered to show us around town Monday morning which gave us a better appreciation of the city. Carl, Fred, Michael and Phil were lovely to us both and we both sincerely appreciated the drive to the airport (and help with the luggage), great conversations (Teetee le chat will be forever remembered), and tour of the city.

One of the highlights of our grand tour was seeing the backside of the airport where our new Reservist friends pointed out the plane we would probably be flying on to Cape Dorset. It looked like it was on fire and I almost thought I'd try to walk to Cape Dorset. With Terins support, some deep breaths and my head buried in my parka, I boarded the plane, covered my head and prayed to whoever would listen. I quickly realized the plane, although extremely small and oddly named something that sounds similar to a pop tart, it was not any different than any other plane. I relaxed and enjoyed the ride!

View from our hotel, 5:30am

Bicycle waiting for spring?

                                           The mace in the Legislature; the picture does not do it justice.

         

                                                       Tapestry in the Legislature. It's GIANT!

                                                       The Legislature! So beautiful.

                                                  Antler Carving in the Legislature.

                                                     My new friend! In the Tourism Centre.

 
                                                    A POLAR BEAR!!! Unfortunately stuffed!

                                 
                                                           Frobisher Bay Frozen!

Military base!

Our new friends (minus 1) 

                                                                    Skins drying in Iqaluit

Main Street Iqaluit

Equipment for Rodger

High School in Iqaluit

More Iqaluit

Stop sign, not actually on it's side, I just need to learn how to rotate pictures. Notice the three languages!

Terin and I just outside the DND 

My feet have been staying toasty warm thanks to some kind students from my last practicum!