There's so much to do. I need to cut caribou meat into strips and hang it on wooden racks to dry. After that, I poach salmon. On the off days, I dig potato roots and store them as fuel so I can melt water in the winter time. I desperately need to stretch some new polyethylene over the kayak frame I made from whale bones. And then there's going out day after day looking for a seal to club, usually coming back empty and cold. It is very tiring. Some days I'm so exhausted I just stay in my wikiup all day reading Balzac and watching videos of Neil Young singing "Pants on the Ground."