Forty Foot Down

Well the Northern Lights
The Fire and Snow
When the Midnight Sun
Lies Down Below

And on a Cloudless Night
The Stars don’t Shine

Forty Foot Down
Forty Foot Down
Forty Foot Down
There ain’t no Stars around

In the Artic as young men the last stop was the Twin Otter base at
Tuktoyaktuk when the hours of light in a day were zero. I was anxious
to get in to see the real town and Ronny Potts and I took the track to
the General Store, run by locals, and we bought some stock. From
there it was a weeks travel North and West by Nodwell to the most
dangerous place on Earth. We lost a Peace River Country skinner that
year. A Father and two sons worked the Cats. He was hauling a trailer on
a camp move and went down through the ice. I remember David Arndt
and I, and Sherwin, standing around the hole afterward. We talked about
how he could have found the surface. The only light around came from the
stars. The Divers flew out from Tuk the next day and he was found in forty
feet of water outside of the enclosed cab, on the sea floor, so you knew he
didn’t give up, and the Beaufort claimed him.

They say that when there are storms the sea ice raises and lowers with
the disturbed water. An effect of the motion can form what we called
Ridges. They are difficult or impossible to identify by sight, and the ice
can be unstable in these areas.

After that they gave me a three inch ice auger, a box of blades and an ice
thickness safety chart when we neared programs end near the MacKenzie
Delta to check ice on the tens of fresh water river channels we intended
to cross, as I was first eyes on the crew and told me to check ice. Scout.
I could hear the waters rushing below, see bubbles flowing in the swift current.
Track. This was a fearful job.

We had an Inuit polar bear monitor traveling around on snowmobile with
a rifle strapped on his back. He and I were the only two who worked
alone on the crew and I know he kept an eye on me. He must have done
a good job too with the bears for I didn’t see not a one.

Well the Northern Heights
The Pyre and Throe
When Alberta's Son
Reaps After Glow

And in the Tessellate Light
The Stars don’t Shine

Forty Foot Down
Forty Foot Down
Forty Foot Down
There ain’t no Stars around

Yeah the Northern Sights
The Spire and Floe
When the Midnight Sun
Lies Down Below

And in the Tessellate Light 
The Stars don’t Shine

Forty Foot Down
Forty Foot Down
Forty Foot Down
There ain’t no Stars around


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