Under the warm spring sun, the ulu becomes an extension of the hand, gracefully preparing caribou meat for drying. This isn't just work; it's a living tradition, connecting us to the land and the wisdom of generations past.
Ancestral Cuts
Beneath the generous sun, the ulu sings. Each deliberate slice of caribou, a whispered conversation with ancestors, transforms sustenance into art. It's a profound dance of hand and earth, weaving resilience into the very fabric of northern life.