I got to spend a couple of days this week above the Arctic Circle in a little village called Kotzebue. It was definitely a different experience. Although I have spent some time in Northern Europe, I have never been this far north before. It has been on my "bucket list" for oh, 40 years or so, and now I have been there.
Kotzebue was white, stark, cold, and beautiful. I came away with a new level of respect for the people who reside north of the Arctic Circle in small villages, and a wonder akin to awe at the hardiness of the stock that settled the region before there were such things as gasoline, fuel oil, and thrice-daily flights bringing in supplies and sustenance.
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