In 2016, I went to Canada's Arctic to work for the Census as an enumerator. We went in February: known for being cold in southern Canada, let alone the Arctic. It was a great experience.
I haven't really had the opportunity to share the pictures I took on these trips, but most Canadians don't end up going to these places so I thought I'd share. Enjoy! 
			
			
				
					
						
							
Iqualuit Airport
February 2016 
												
						
							
Frozen on Frobisher Bay, taken from an Iqaluit dock. 
I went to Nunavut for the 2016 Census, 
 to enumerate households door to door for 5 weeks.  
  We worked every day, so I snapped a photo whenever I could. 
 
2016 population of Nunavut: 35, 944
 
												
						
							
St. Jude's Cathedral, Iqaluit 
												
						
							
Sled Dogs of Iqaluit 
												
						
							
					
						
							
Ravens at the Dump. 
 Visiting dumps have become a hobby when I'm in the North: 
I've been to the Yukon's Dawson City Dump (great second hand/salvage shop), 
 the Yellowknife Dump (NWT) - extremely well organized, 
 Cambridge Bay dump (Arctic foxes roam at night), and Iqualuit's.  
												
						
							
					
						
							
Welcome to Cambridge Bay, on Victoria Island. 
 This is the Elder Palace, a community centre where Elders offer programming. 
 I went to the sewing night, to learn to sew fur on my coat. I bought the fur at the grocery store. 
 Most locals make their own coats.  
												
						
							
My work uniform with it's new fur.
  "Uniform" means everything  you brought, layered. 
 The coldest day I witnessed (with windchill) was -59 degrees Celsius.  
												
						
							
The skyline of Cambridge Bay: We counted 1619 people in 2016 over 3 weeks. We go in the winter because 
 in the summer,  more people are away trapping.   
												
						
							
					
						
							
					
						
							
The Martin Bergmann, a Department Of Fisheries and Oceans boat that seems to be parked for the winter. 
 I worked at DFO for 4 years in Winnipeg, where Marty also worked.
  It was strange to suddenly see his name in the middle of the Arctic, 
 the boat named after him after he died in a plane crash near Resolute, Nunavut in 2011.   
												
						
							
					
						
							
The ice road leaves from near these boats. It didn't go anywhere in particular: 
  just a distance out, then loops back so that you can feel like you're getting out of town for a bit. 
 All of Nunavut is fly-in only, no roads.  
												
						
							
Hockey Puck dents at the Northern Store.  
												
						
							
And no, not many trees in Nunavut!