| 1 July, 2001Sunday Spent most of the day in the lab doing paperwork.   Today we  finished
fixing and getting the instruments ready for Mondays'  (tomorrow)  diurnal.
The cuvette has a re-taped base, thank  goodness for duct tape; hopefully
this will seal off the leaks.     The outside CO2 air has to be kept out of
the cuvette.   Water  level measurements were once again taken at the site
this  morning.  We measure the depth from the top of the 4inch pump  hole
to water level and the depth of the top of the pump hole to  the tundra to
keep track of the vegetation cover.  This is to make  sure the dry and wet
plots are staying that way. NARL has quieted down over the week.  Where previous to this  there were
quite a few project teams here they have completed  their work and left.  A
number will return towards the end of the  season to collect data that is
being recorded in their absences.   We, SDSU, Cal St.LA (Stan and Erika),
Atushi, from Japan, who  is studying methane and the Michigan State team
are the only  ones left, approximately 20 people.   This is down from the
approximately 45 people here in mid-June. We went exploring last night.  While Barrow is the farthest  northern
village in the arctic above it to the north is Point Barrow,  a sandy,
gravely spit of land about 3 miles out of town which is  truely the
farthest north one can go in the US.  A 4-wheeler can  make the trip out to
the Point but not having one we, 6 of us,  hiked out at 10pm.  The sun
never sets so hiking at 10pm or 10  am really doesn't matter.  It took us 3
hours there and back and  the weather was perfect, bright sun, clear skies
and little to no  wind. The 2-mile spit is used by the local people as a dumping area  for the
carcasses of the whales and other animals they hunt.  It  is thought that
dragging the unused portions of meat here will  attract and keep the polar
bears out of the town. Every year the  town bulldozes the season's
carcasses into the ocean and  replaces them with the left over of the
current year's hunts.   Because of the low temperatures the meat does not
rot as fast  nor smell as bad as one might expect.  At the very Point, near
the  whale pile, we found fresh polar bear tracks which made us feel
somewhat glad we had brought the two, 12 gauge shot guns.    On the way
back we could see seals relaxing on the ice near  their air holes.  They
are really what the bears are after now. In the late 1800s, early 1900s Barrow and the Point Barrow were  important
whaling stops for the East and West coasts whaling  companies. Many ships
would stop over in the area bringing  supplies and restocking provisions
along with much desired  mail from home. There also would be many
shipwrecks.  A  temporary emergency station was set up on the Point for
rescuing seamen who found themselves in trouble.  All that is  left of
those historic times are the gravesites of whalers who  died here.  Some
weathered and worn wooden headstones  reveal names and years most of which
are before 1915.    Because of frost heaving very little stays buried in
the tundra  permanently and the grave areas are strune with bones both
animal and human, while the edges of caskets peek up above  the ground.
The local graveyards look the same, crooked fences  surround the sites and
mounds are everywhere rather than the  flat, manicured look of the
graveyards down south. 
	 Map of Barrow and Point Barrow areas. We hiked from #3 to the Point, #2 about 1.5 miles. Barrow proper is farthest south with Browerville next door. It is a different town in name only. Things are very close here. NARL, where we live is #7 about 2 miles from town. Glen's site and the tower along with CMDL are #'s 14,15,and 16 approximately
 
	 This surreal shot is of the whale pile at the end of the Point. Glen counted 11 skulls. All of this is from this past season's hunt and hopefully do what it is supposed to do....keep the bears out of the town.
 
	 One of the many fenced in grave sites of whalers who inhabited this area in the early part ot the last century.
 
	 Fresh tracks we found when we reached the Point. The scale is missing but two of my fists could fit in the pad!
 
	 We reached the Point! From left to right; Glen, Ats, Lety, Michelle, me, Spring and Glen from CMDL whose shadow is taking the picture. We are posed against the "Arco Monument".
 
	 Minuartia obtusiloba, found on our hike with some arctic fox fur entangled in it.
 
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