After the Ice Age
Abstract I Once Spent a Few Hours in the Ice Age. It was a brilliant July day, the sun’s heat comfortably tempered by a cool wind sweeping down from the frozen ocean beyond the ranges to the north. We were sitting in the sunny mouth of a small cave, at the base of a limestone outcrop that protruded...
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Oxford University PressNew York, NY
2006
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| Online Access: | http://dx.doi.org/10.1093/oso/9780192807304.003.0002 https://academic.oup.com/book/chapter-pdf/51979679/isbn-9780912807304-book-part-2.pdf |
| Summary: | Abstract I Once Spent a Few Hours in the Ice Age. It was a brilliant July day, the sun’s heat comfortably tempered by a cool wind sweeping down from the frozen ocean beyond the ranges to the north. We were sitting in the sunny mouth of a small cave, at the base of a limestone outcrop that protruded like an eroded molar from the hills of the northern Yukon. My friend Jacques CinqMars had discovered Bluefish Cave, and had spent several summers here carefully excavating the bones of ancient animals and the preserved traces of early human activities. Listening to him talk about the place, I idly surveyed the view to the valley below us, and the distant Old Crow Flats sprinkled with shining lakes and veined with channels of running water. |
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