Expedition Log:
August 16, 2001
Patricia
Savage
Teller, Port Clarence; Little
Diomede Island
Temperature 30 degrees
Fahrenheit
Sunrise: 6:45 a.m., Sunset 11: 36 p.m.
We are in a well of blue skies
with fog out on the horizon. Morning blushed pink on a
distant concrete oilrig being deployed to the North Slope.
At 7:30 a.m. we began disembarking for a short two-hour
visit to the Eskimo town, Teller. Glorious morning light
poured over hills and fog. At that hour in the morning, the
beach town was empty.
Shortly after landing we were
treated to Native dancing. These dances were from North
America and Siberia. Several years ago, two elders from
Little Diomede came over and taught them traditional dances
from both places. The Native Americans have since created
several videos of their dancing which they trade amongst
themselves.
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Traditional
Eskimo dancers in Teller. (Photo by National Ocean
Service, NOAA).
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image for a larger view.
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The two elders each had a drum about 22" in
diameter. The outer ring was made from hardwood, covered with Ceconte,
a synthetic fabric frequently used for covering airplanes. Traditionally
they were covered in walrus stomach. Use-polished walrus tusk formed the
handle. The elders beat upon the drum with an extremely thin and flexible
one half-inch strip of wood. The stick was slapped against the bottom,
hitting the sidewalls, which produced two sounds. One sound was the sharp
click of two sticks being hit and the other was the boom of a drum.
Pulling out of Teller, we headed out into a
stiff wind. Misty clouds and intermittent blue sky turned the sea into
a patchwork of bright light and dark gray. After passing through one patch
of mist, Kes Woodward came rushing up to announce he had passed through
a rainbow. He had been watching it come closer on the bow of the ship.
As the ship neared it, the rainbow began to make a circle in front and
below him and then the ship passed through.
We arrived to Little Diomede
Island at 3:45 p.m. The mountainside looked like a giant had
crumbled many large rocks and made many massive rock piles.
Loose boulders were everywhere. Where there was grass, the
white blossoms of chickweed created snow-like drifts.
Stilted houses backed with stone and sod perched
precariously on the rocky landscape.
Drying Oogruk (bearded) seal thigh hung from
poles. The meat has been drying since June. As it dries, the meat develops
a thin skin that seals the raw meat. The Eskimos either cook it or eat
it raw. In winter it is stored, and stays frozen, in a cold cellar. Walrus
skin boats rest upside down on rocks. Skins that have had the blubber
and fur cut away (see Sergey Frolov's lecture) lay lashed and stretching
upon wooden frames.
Ten years ago they got
electricity. A helicopter comes once a week to deliver the
mail. Water is collected from rainwater and snow that is
temporarily stored in a holding tank up the hillside.
Gravity pulls it down to a huge water tank that due to its
huge mass doesn't freeze in the winter, and gravity pulls
the water into the homes. They use heavy equipment for
clearing their frozen winter runway. The town is very
excited to get their repaired backhoe back from Nome. The
bulldozer will have to be replaced. It sank through the ice
last year. The islanders are taking seawater samples in
cooperation with the University of Tennessee and a National
Science Foundation grant. One hundred and fifty feet out
from the shore, the water salinity, temperature, and
phytoplankton are sampled to test the changes throughout the
year.
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Helipad on
Little Diomede. (Photo by National Ocean Service,
NOAA).
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image for a larger view.
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Our guide then invited us to the
school to watch their traditional dances. Five drums beat
out the rhythms, while young men, women and children danced.
Hands were held open, slightly cupped, gracefully weaving a
story. Hand movements accentuated the drumbeats. Boys
stomped their right feet to the beat and the women gently
swayed.
With children's calls of
good-by, we left Little Diomede and headed back into the
Bering Sea. At 7:20 p.m. we crossed into Russia and saw
walrus! Around 11:00 p.m. we cross the Arctic Circle and
then head back South to our next port-of-call.
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