Towards Hudson Bay

The morning after my arrival in Churchill, I ventured on foot, with layers of clothing from head to toe. It was slightly “warmer” only -30 degrees. As I plodded towards Hudson Bay, a block away, a grater passed, smoothing the icy street. One other pedestrian hiked in the opposite direction in half the gear I was wearing.

For a town of about a thousand, Churchill had its share of churches.

I was desperate to spy that vast bay I’d heard so much about from Canadian history and the department store that once bore its name. I was also relieved the polar bears were gone because I wouldn’t have dared to walk otherwise. Last night’s driver had informed me that while polar bears may not bother you, young males and mothers with cubs would be another matter.

Churchill church

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