November 23, 2012
Wednesday was the day that I finally saw my first polar
bear. Since I’ve been here, I have always wanted to see a polar bear and even
though there were times that they were in the area, you kinda have to be in the
right place at the right time. The people here take polar bears rather seriously
when they are in area. Even though few polar bears stay right in town, it seems
like it is still more than usual, as told by other people. Perhaps this is a
result of global warming and the polar bears are making their way more south
and more in land? Either way, when they are wandering town (usually in the dark...which
due to the lack of current daylight here, it is for most of the day), going
through garbage and looking through windows, they are threats and unfortunately
shot down....like a couple this week.
Anyways, getting back to Wednesday morning, it was about
9:15am at school (it was a PD day) when John heard the news that there was a
polar on the ice. A bunch of us, including the southerners who have not yet seen
one, rushed into John’s truck and took a ride half a kilometre outside of town.
With complete concentration, I was able to spot the small whitish yellowish
blob on the ice that was surrounded by crows. With the help of a pair of
binoculars, I was able to see the rather HUGE polar bear munching on some meat.
Perhaps a seal or walrus??? It was too destroyed to tell what it was eating. Either
way, it was a great sight to see. Almost straight from National Geographic! Later
that day, I also found out that the polar bear was actually eating a dog. Was
it a stray, or was it one of the unfortunate chained dogs that were left
outside? I was told that there have been times when dogs have been missing from
their chains!
Throughout the rest of the week, multiple sightings of this
polar bear family had been seen around town. I find myself super cautious while
walking in the dark in fear that I would be attacked....only in the arctic!