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It’s better in the Barrenlands
It’s better in the Barrenlands
East of Great Slave is a regal, lonesome realm – the treeless zone of the Barrens. Here, rivers flow clear, herds of caribou stretch to the far horizon, and wolves survey their empire from atop ancient outcrops, impervious to human visitors.
Rivers that run God knows where
The Barrenlands give birth to icy rivers that jostle through the rock-ribbed landscape, bound for the far Arctic. These iconic waterways - the Thelon, Coppermine, Burnside, Dubawnt and Back - are rich in history, legend and beauty.
Creatures with a foot in both worlds
Here, the forest dwindles to sticks and the Subarctic and Arctic collide. The beasts of the Barrens are a strange mash-up of the polar and the boreal: Muskoxen and moose, caribou and grizzlies, beavers and wolverines, ptarmigans and geese. This place is a strange paradise, intriguing to behold.
A place that’s like a postcard
Think autumn colours are pretty in New England? The Barrenlands in August and September turn crimson, as a million delicate flowers explode into colour and berries erupt on every bush.
People on the edge
Thriving at the cusp of the Barrenlands, placid Wekweètì is one of the North’s most scenic communities. The tiny Tłįchǫ settlement huddles among sandy eskers and tiny pines not far from the treeline – our closest community to the caribou country northeast of Great Slave Lake.
