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It was a peaceful day at the heart of the Arctic Circle.

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"For thousands of years, my people have lived at the edge of the world."

Out in the cold Arctic Ocean, in the Beaufort Sea in a canoe. Was a team of 7 Arctic natives were out on a hunt. They were the Inupiats, their people have been around for tens of thousands of years, and since the last Ice Age. And among the group was an elder in his mid 60's, and a young boy about 11.

"Unknown, alone, until one brief moment when the world found us."

The Inupiats are a traditional whale hunting tribe. And been doing it for countless generations, each passing down to the next. And this is the young boy's first hunt, and the elder is his grandfather. His name is Nathan, and his grandfather is Malik

The members paddled across the calm waters. And then emerging from the dark depths, came the Great Arctic Leviathan.

The Bowhead Whale.

The Bowhead Whale is the biggest creature that the Inupiats hunt. One catch of an adult, can feed an entire village for months. And just it's head alone, was longer than the canoe that they're in. And luckily, every hunt they do doesn't threaten the total population in the Arctic. They only take a few whales each year.

The Whale appears to be a sub adult, 35 to 40 feet long at least. As long as a city bus. And weighing up to 60 tons, the weight of an Abrams Battle Tank. But they can get bigger than that, adults can get up to 60 feet long and weigh 100 tons. One reason that they depend of the Bowhead, is because they're the only large whale that stay in the Arctic all year round, through their entire lives.

"Feel it's rhythm." Malik said to his grandson. "We have to be close enough to touch. We must know where the abviq will surface before it does. Can you tell me?"

Nathan watches the water ahead.

"Concentrate!" Said Malik. "Come on, concentrate."

Nathan looks out at the water carefully, and after a few moments. He then points ahead. He then turned to his grandfather, and then he points slightly out to right. And then the Bowhead raises to the surface for air.

Malik is a true veteran of these hunts, he's been doing it for decades.

And then Malik stood up. "Kill abviq. Kill abviq!"

A member behind him quickly brought a large harpoon and handed it to him. And the members quickly stroked the canoe faster to the whale. But they know they have to be careful, even though that the Bowhead's nature is that they're gentle giants. But they can defend themselves, and lash out their flukes at predators like Killer Whales.

The canoe approaches the whale as it dives down, and soon it's enormous tail fluke as wide as the canoe itself lifts up.

And then, once close enough, Malik quickly throws the harpoon.

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A group of 3 natives pull a canoe up.

BARROW, ALASKA

OCTOBER, 2018

At it is a peaceful day in small town which is up further north than any other in the world. In Point, Barrow Alaska.

In this time of year, in October the people in the town are usually getting ready for the cold dark winter months ahead. And though the Inupiats had their ancient traditions, even they have modern time things like houses, cars, even snowmobiles.

And then, a young man with brown hair and light blue eyes. Named Adam Carlson, a news reporter from Anchorage and spending the summer in Barrow. Is doing a report of an Avocado.

Adam opens a split one. "The avocado, a native fruit of Mexico and the key ingredient used in making guacamole. Now, nothing grows in brutal climate. So, how did the avocado end up 300 miles north of the Arctic Circle? Well, this little guy and pretty much everything in this town has to take 4 separate plane rides to arrive up here in chilly Barrow, Alaska." Adam wanders next to Barrow's only Mexican restaurant, Amigos.

And inside the Amigos restaurant, everyone is enjoying their meals.

"As you can imagine, the folks here at Amigos restaurant the northern-most Mexican restaurant in the world, well, they can't get enough of this special treat." And then Adam approaches a family. "Hey, guys, how's the food?" Adam then took a chip, and dip it in some guacamole and took a bite.

Then a TV shows as Adam turns to the camera. "Holy guacamole, that's good. From up here in Barrow, Alaska. I'm Adam Carlson, Channel 2 News."

Then the screen changes to a News studio and a man chuckled. "Mexican food in the Arctic, huh? Well, now I've heard everything. "In the Amigos restaurant, Adam and everyone in the restaurant watches. "Thanks, Adam. Adam Carlson continues his "Adam Around Alaska" reports from Barrow through the end of this week. That's gonna do it for us down here in Anchorage on this Thursday, October 11th, 2018." Everyone clapped as they cheered for Adam. "I'm Don Davis. Good evening."

"Speech! Speech! Speech!" They cheered.

"No, no." Adam shook his head.

"Speech! Speech! Speech!"

"All right." Adam getting up. "Um... Let me think. Uh... I think it was Mark Twain who said that the coldest winter he ever spent was a summer in San Francisco." Everyone laughed. "Let me tell you this is the coldest summer I've spent anywhere. But with the warmest people, and I really mean that. Thank you all for your hospitality." And they all clapped. "Appreciate it." And then Adam sat back down.

"When are you leaving?" Nathan asked.

"Uh, Saturday." Adam answered.

"Sure is gonna be different when you're gone." Said a little girl with dark brown eyes and black hair name Nua.

"Wait, you said that you were gonna do a story on my cousin and his snowmobile tricks." Said Nathan. "You promised."

"I promised?" Adam questioned. "I think I said, if I had time. I'm really sorry."

"Come on." Nathan begged.

"I don't think I'm gonna time." Adam admitted.

"Please, it won't take long."

"I'm sorry."

Adam slightly shook his head. "Is he even good?"

"He'll blow your mind." Said Nathan.

Adam seemed convinced.