National Geographic : 1979 Jul
one can set down in the heart of this untram meled country. And what does one see so precious as to warrant federal protection? Pristine tundra at the Bering Strait, where mankind is believed to have first set foot on the New World from Asia. The Noa tak River's undisturbed drainage, a com plete and self-contained ecosystem, our nation's largest and last of its kind. A mighty ice field above the stormy Gulf of Alaska that looms over glaciers and fjords. The habitats of whales, sea lions, sea otters, seals. The nesting sites for untold millions of migratory waterfowl. Places where the wolf roams, and swift streams where brown bears sate themselves on salmon. One sees, too, the indigenous people and their way of life. I particularly remember Charley-his real name, Eskimo name, I never did learn. All his life Charley had lived in what be came the state of Alaska, above the Arctic Circle where the central Brooks Range lords it over a land unchanged since its creation. When he was young and on the hunt, he would meet more bears than people. Now he was old, and troubled.