One afternoon, a caribou wandered into the rescue camp. Malik shot the "tuttu" for dinner and then turned it over to younger members of the chainsaw crew for skinning and butchering.
I have many more pictures than this "scanned" and lined up storywise, but I don't want to stop right now to take the time to write a story. I just want to keep "scanning."* I will write more stories tomorrow. Then, since I depart for Arizona (where Margie arrived today) late Saturday night, I will wrap this up, one way or another, by Friday night and will probably schedule the last post to appear Saturday, but possibly Sunday.
That's why I want to keep scanning. I think I can complete this quicker if I get all the pictures scanned now and then write later.
*As explained at the beginning, I no longer have a working film scanner. So I am using my camera as a scanner. I photograph the black and white negatives one at a time, then convert them to positive and work from there.
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Complete series index:
Part 1: Context bowhead hunt
Part 2: Roy finds the whales; Malik
Part 3: Scouting trip
Part 4: NBC on the ice
Part 5: To rescue or euthanize
Part 6: Governor Cowper, ice punch, chainsaw holes
Part 7: Malik provides caribou for dinner
Part 8: CNN learns home is sacred place
Part 9: World's largest jet; Screw Tractor
Part 10: Think like a whale
Part 11: Portrait: Billy Adams and Malik
Part 12: Onboard Soviet icebreakers
Part 13: Malik walks with whales, says goodbye
Part 14: Rescue concludes
Part 15: Epilogue