The caribou wades the creek in silence.
Through the river, rocks and barely a ripple
marks the caribou passage.
The caribou travelling through north woods
of blue greens.
The caribou travel through a Land covered
with rich pouring of sun ripened
berries of different kinds.
Caribou crossing through weaves
of brilliant green colour leaves.
Plush, cool grass.
Caribou galloping through the rivers
and across the plains
The caribou roams the mountains,
covered with carpets of flowers
through the cool summers.
A tranquil window of fleeting sunlight;
after a gray floating
neither ready to concede
to the slowly clearing clean blue sky.
Nights are turning chill
winter’s gentle sun....
The caribou roam the country by the thousands,
thundering hooves across the mountains.
~Nancy Flitt, Old Crow~
|T he Vuntut Gwitchin of Old Crow make
community of approximately 300 people. A
community with no road access to the rest of the
world, one can only reach this village by boat
in the summer, snow machine in the winter, or
plane year-round. This isolation is a blessing
for our people, for it enables us to preserve
our language, traditional pursuits such as
fishing, trapping, snow shoeing and hunting -
particularly hunting the Porcupine Caribou Herd.
The land of the Vuntut Gwitchin is the land
of the Porcupine Caribou Herd. Each spring
(April / May) and autumn (August / September)
the caribou pass through the lands of the Vuntut
Gwitchin - north to the arctic coastal plain to
calve in the summer months and south of Old
Crow in the autumn to its wintering range. We
set up camps out on the land and hunt the
caribou, which we then take back to our camps