In autumn 2010, after two days of hiking the tundra near ANWR (the flat, desolate, uninhabited land that warehouses billions of barrels of American oil—which we should be tapping), I finally got a caribou. Feeding my kids healthy, clean, organic, wild protein that we harvest ourselves is part of being Alaskan. I often explain that the meat we eat is wrapped in fur instead of the cellophane that customers purchase in grocery stores, so it’s important that we’re managing our fish and wildlife resources for abundance in the Last Frontier.
(© 2010 One Three, Inc.
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