Ethnographer Blog
India Riley
Mr.Roddy
IHSS
August 24, 2021
Ethnographer Blog
As I walk off my jet and into the Arctic plains, I'm greeted by a gust of freezing yet refreshing air. At first glance the plains looked barren and empty but after walking for a few minutes I'm shocked to have found a mother polar bear and her two cubs. Typically polar bears wouldn't leave there den until later in the season, but due to global warming and the ice caps melting food is scarce; forcing the mother bear to take her two cubs into the frigid plains where anything could kill them. The mother bear takes her cubs up to the waters edge in look for ridged seals. As I follow the bears, I loose my grip on the icy snow and fall, causing the loud thud to echo against the thick cloud of morning fog. The frightened mother bear stands in front of her babies, ready to attack anything that tries to come near. I back away slowly to try and come off as non threatening, but I get the feeling that my observations on the bear family would have to end if I wanted to get out alive. After getting a safe enough distance from the bears, I sit down to admire the beautiful view. The sun is barely peaking from the winter clouds, while the wind makes a soothing and eerie whistle as it passes your ears. As I'm preparing to pack up my stuff and head back to my jet, I come across an arctic hare scurrying across the plains, the elegant animals running as fast as it can to get back to its den before being spotted by a predator. Finally I make it back to my jet, and I turn around to admire the beautiful scenery and landscape of what used to be a life filled area, but what is now a sad, polluted, and endangered environment.
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