The Arctic is a magical place. For many generations, people have been taken by the sheer beauty of it. Some say you’ve been “bitten by the Arctic on your first visit”. As owners of Arctic Watch, it’s been nearly 20 years of adventure in the Arctic, and we are just as hooked as the first day we visited.
“It is, I suppose, a sort of disease – an arctic fever – and yet no microscope can discover its virus and it remains completely unknown to the savants of science. The arctic fever has no effect on the body but. lives only in the mind, filling its victim with a consuming urge to wander again, and forever, through those mighty spaces where the caribou herds flow like living rivers over the roll of the tundra. It is a disease of the imagination, and yet it attacks men whom you would not normally accuse of being imaginative. It is this unknown disease that drives taciturn white men back to their crude log shanties year after year, back to the desperate life of the interminable winter nights, and back to the wind and the search through the gray snow for the white fox and ermine. The disease is one of the great power indeed, for it does not leave such victims as these until life itself leaves them.” — People of the Deer by Farley Mowat
The Arctic fever must be running in our blood for three generations of Webers

" Hans Weber crossing the Owl river in Auyuittuq Park, Baffin Island 1953"