Point Barrow Alaska

There I was, no shit!  Some years back I was exploring the very most northern, North American, spit of land I could achieve. On the point this is where three seas converge, the Pacific Ocean, the Arctic Ocean, and the Chukchi Sea.  I was told the unfortunate tale that there was a beautiful woman behind every tree there, so I was off!!  

This is where I landed... Just before 200 to 250 of the Northern ice pack's majestic polar bears made their journey from the ice on into land, via swimming or a nice ferry ride on the ice.  The bears show up once a year to feed on the remains of bowhead whale, who are hunted by the lands native folk.  

The wonderful citizens who welcomed us, drunkenly (this is a dry village); by asking if we were the cops, and drove off the rest of the way to town (IN REVERSE), all vacated the town for the bears arrival.  They had done so without notice to our group, maybe in efforts to detour the hungry bunch from feasting on their friends and family members.

I survived to tell the tale, you'll have to ask me in person what happened when I found the tree.