It was designated "Day of the Seal" here in Nuuk and to commemorate a hunter by the name of Lars, dressed dressed head to toe in seal skin, butchered a seal on the rocky beach at Noorliit. A couple of other hunters did the same, but with much smaller seals. After the butchering, the seals were cooked, both on rocks over an open fire and in kettles, boiled into soup.
Then all of us who had gathered ate the seals and they were very, very, good.
Afterwards, there was singing and dancing, both traditional and modern.
As you might suspect, I took many pictures and I suspect that I have several worthy of presentation here and I do want to show them to you, but it is 4:01 AM and pretty soon I have to pack my bag and head to the airport, to begin the long series of flights home, to be interrupted by a short night in Copenhagen, which right now I wish I could just skip and head straight for Alaska.
So I am going to hold off until I get home and then I will finish my ICC series there, sitting in my office, working on my much faster desktop computer there. This laptop is a wonder, but it can also be a frustrating pain when it gets bogged down while editing and processing high-resolution RAW photo files. Once I get a little rest and start up again, it will probably take me a couple of days to do so; maybe three.
I will then show you more of the Day of the Seal, and will finally do a good wrap-up that explains the Nuuk Declaration of 2010 and I will also present a better history of the ICC and a run-down of the issues the indigenous people of the Inuit circumpolar north face.
Doing the Greenlandic Polka under a beautiful open sky on a mostly sunny Day of the Seal here in Nuuk, Greenland.
I wish that I could stay another week and do whatever I want to do, but I can't. I must go home now.
I would like to say that I'll come back one day, but one never knows about such things.