
By Anne Gordon
At the “launch pad”, a brief bus ride from Churchill in northern Canada, tundra buggies, like over-sized moon vehicles, await the day’s explorers.
On arrival our driver warns us to stay seated while he checks the dark space beneath the pad for opportunistic polar bears. This elevated platform now used for boarding the buggies was named for the rockets that were launched from here in the 1950s to study the Northern Lights.
Pronounced safe …we disembark and board a massive vehicle, one of only 19 designed and built specifically for polar bear sightseers. Huge rubber wheels, almost five feet high, elevate the buggy cab sufficiently to avert a polar bear invasion. It’s cozy inside the 40-seat spacious interior.
Jarrett, our driver, reads us the Riot Act before we set out:
Don’t whistle at the bears. Nobody seems to have found the right tune anyway. The washroom is at the back of the buggy and you’ll notice the water is blue. If you don’t want a blue bum don’t use it while we’re in transit.” I understand his warning as soon as we hit the trail.
