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In replace of caribou hide – I am using cowhide for the shield and in replace of caribou hair some use cotton, in a minute you will see what I mean and by the end of this story hope you’re not squinting 😆.

I have been challenged to deal with loose hair that has to be white like cotton! I disliked (past) dealing with the loose in all directions fur – hair more like a bad hair day with a deadline.

The other day, I seen a row of white folders neatly set with black divider in between each folder and I said out loud, “I like the set up.” Eeee I said it out loud. What? I realized it have been sewing pieces of black and white. My first line of sewing was like a nightmare, hair sticking up! Fluffy! I thought I should be creative! I doubted myself and asked my friends online and they all agreed that it wasn’t it. I am so glad I get feed back!!!

Caribou #2 — Caribou line sewn, first try

I started all over! I just got to get through this sloppy stage hand sewing, and My uncle said, ‘sloppy is good.’ My black thread wasn’t cooperating and the caribou hair didn’t care. I thought of wax, need something sticky or tape or just wrap it and sew it, oh lick it! I put the caribou hairs in my mouth and smoothed it out – tasted salty and spat out a few strands – it worked! Just like when your child’s hair on picture day, smooth it out.

Ok, I did my first line like it’s supposed to be done, not exactly! It was like a bang cut uneven! My friends said keep trying. My mom said, you’ll get better and you’ll enjoy it soon. A friend said, trial and error makes excellent learning. I have had nothing but positive comments and they all inspire me! I get frustrated and complain like an out of control bad hair day person!

Caribou lines sewn — Don’t give up-keep sewing & find the cotton

When I contemplate while sewing and writing about my experiences – I thank God that he ordered rest! Resting is important and this summer I had a hard time resting and it is rolling over to fall. Lately, I sit and sew to rest.

I want to thank Mr. & Mrs. Hickman owners of Alaska Precision Taxidermy for donating caribou mane for my project. I was surprised with the generousity of shareing, as I was looking all over Fairbanks for caribou hair. Quyana!

As soon as I received the caribou hair, I went straight to sewing. Out of frustration I sewed cotton string on the second try – to my surprise the caribou hair and cotton look so much alike. I am still working on the lines as you will soon see the process and measurements. After the squires will be the shield and then the shoulder straps. I am calling it straps as it rests on the shoulders to the back and front – almost like suspenders. By the time I am done with this area I should have bifocals to help me see better.

self portrait - squinting — squinting selfie = self portrait

Check back again for the shields, straps, otter and wolf parts to the Qaliq. Piurci!

I wanted the experience of trapping Arctic Ground Squirrels AKA Parky Squirrels and in Central Yup’ik, “Qanganat”

My family and I met up with Harry and Sharon Alexie and their son and daughter on the Denali Highway. There, I also met Sargent Guy and his three year old son George. I bought 58 squirrels from Sargent to began my parka project. I had a most awesome learning experience from them in just short two hours or so – because they had to catch their flight back to Bethel the very next day, they gave me a crash course of trapping squirrels! They also lent me their traps – at least a dozen traps, with my lack of experience I only bought 6.

Trapping starts early part of August until hibernation or spring when they are coming out of hibernation.

My heart was bounding and my hands were shaking – not like any class I have taken – this was learning from observation and actually almost snapping my fingers into the trap!

Their children gave me courage from watching them skinning the squirrels – I stood there proud in my heart how fantastic work their doing! Little George made me proud too for his patience as he waited and played amongst the busy hands preparing the squirrels for parties and celebrations. Kwethluk, my mothers childhood home is known to have big feasts and celebrations and where squirrels are a delicacy. As a young child I believe I may have tried but I really don’t know – I must have smelled it in the air while it was cooking and passed up on the opportunity. I will have that taste when we have a celebration with family and friends!!! I still need to go trapping for the third time before they fully hibernate so I have enough to share. At this time we caught a total of three.

I have never worked so hard for little critters other than salmon!! You know what – just like fish you get a connection with squirrels – it was our ancestors way of life for food and warmth. I am looking forward to more trapping with my family. My girls brings me joy and encouragement as they are learning with me – It’s neat and challenging! We also saw caribou, flowers and black berries on this trip. Thanks to my husband Matt Wharton who does not give up on me 🌸.

I might be dragging few of my friends to come with me before the squirrels run off to sleep – be ready friends!