Yves here. I attended a full day of presentations at the Explorers\u2019 Club presenting findings of on-the-ground research from the 2007-2008 International Polar Year<\/a>. The club\u2019s members were a mix of adventurists and scientists, many of whom had made extended stays in the Arctic. To a person, they were clear then they were seeing extensive and alarming evidence of global. But many also conveyed their love of the harsh beauty of the region.<\/p>\n By Emily Cataneo, a writer and journalist from New England whose work has appeared in Slate, NPR, the Baffler, and Atlas Obscura, among other publications. Originally published at Undark<\/a><\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n Neil Shea didn\u2019t expect a wolf to invade his tent. It happened during a reporting trip on the Fosheim Peninsula in Nunavut, Canada, while Shea was chipping a hole in a pond for water. He looked up and saw his tent flapping maniacally in what looked like wind \u2014 but the air was calm. It turned out that a white wolf, part of a famous pack on Fosheim, had sliced his tent open. Shea watched as she pulled out all his possessions, laid them on the grass, grabbed his inflatable pillow, then bounded off over the Arctic plains, giddy as a dog with a chew toy.<\/p>\n Shea\u2019s encounter with the pillow-stealing wolf is just one of the many arresting images and anecdotes in his new book, \u201cFrostlines: A Journey Through Entangled Lives and Landscapes in a Warming Arctic<\/a>.\u201d Shea has spent 20 years as a reporter for National Geographic, a role that\u2019s brought him time and time again to the circle of Earth that lies above roughly 66.5 degrees latitude. In this slim book\u2019s six chapters, Shea recollects his most memorable encounters with Arctic people, animals, and nuna (an Indigenous word for land that carries many meanings), capturing the terror and beauty of a place that many people dismiss as \u201cbig, cold, white, and far away.\u201d What emerges is an elegiac portrait of a region in flux, a land whose ice is melting, whose animals are dwindling, whose elders are dying \u2014 and whose fate is inextricably linked with ours.<\/p>\n BOOK REVIEW<\/a> \u2014 <\/strong>\u201cFrostlines: A Journey Through Entangled Lives and Landscapes in a Warming Arctic,\u201d by Neil Shea (Ecco, 240 pages).<\/p>\n When readers imagine a changing Arctic, they\u2019re likely thinking of climate change. One can imagine a version of \u201cFrostlines\u201d that hammers readers with abstract stakes and studies on ice melt, a version where Shea crammed southern concerns about warming into a narrative about the people and places of the north. A younger Shea might have written that book. When he first started reporting on the region, he writes, he would pepper his sources with questions, derived from his southern mindset, about warming and ice melt. But he had a wake-up call during an ice-fishing expedition with an Inuit patrol near the famed Northwest Passage. \u201cOne thing I learn quickly out here,\u201d he writes, \u201cis that when you are camped on the surface of a frozen lake, no one wants to talk about climate change.\u201d<\/p>\n Over the years, Shea learned to \u201cwatch more, ask less,\u201d a philosophy that serves this book immeasurably. He lets the stories he gathered speak for themselves, creating reader investment by immersing us in the sublime beauty and singular cultures of this place.<\/p>\n With Shea, we watch narwhals touching tusks in Admiralty Inlet. We visit Fosheim, home to a pack of white wolves like the one who stole Shea\u2019s pillow, who in their isolation never learned to fear people. (These wolves are as likely to gather around humans \u201clike students attending a lecture\u201d as they are to fell a musk ox.) We hear about the time a bear chased Shea over sea ice in a blur, a memory that comes back to him in dreams conjuring the\u201cblue of ice, black of the bear\u2019s eyes, red vivid blood on his coat from a recent meal of seal.\u201d We venture with him to an archaeological dig in Greenland, where Danish researchers search for answers about the fate of a lost Norse colony from the Middle Ages, and on a patrol with the Rangers, a volunteer arm of the Canadian army who keep watch on the tundra as the \u201ceyes and ears in the north.\u201d<\/p>\n Shea\u2019s attention to detail and evocative prose do much to sweep the reader up in his experiences. He eats \u201cboiled seal with ketchup\u201d and rides a four-wheeler into \u201cdeep green sedge meadows filled, like shrines, with the bleached bones of musk oxen.\u201d A fish resembles \u201cthe arch of a woman\u2019s foot\u201d; an outcropping of rocks, \u201ca great hook-beaked gargoyle.\u201d<\/p>\n But the Arctic is not just a series of beautiful landscapes. It\u2019s also home to four million people, people for whom \u201ccold is freedom.\u201d In introducing us to the Arctic\u2019s human inhabitants, Shea complicates and texturizes a place that many southerners mischaracterize or misunderstand. He exposes the \u201cline of dissonance drawn between the white world, the world of science and politics, and the Indigenous one, which relied on other ways of seeing, assessing, and negotiating reality.\u201d<\/p>\n In the American and Canadian Arctic<\/a>, a region still under the long shadow of colonialism, many of Shea\u2019s interviewees are less concerned about climate change than about the death of their elders and the resulting loss of traditions and knowledge. In Gjoa Haven, where Shea originally ventures to observe ice melting along the Northwest Passage, he meets Jacob, a hunter of animals like seals \u2014 and, some say, whales \u2014 who lives by the \u201cold ways\u201d and teaches his son his native language. A few years later, Jacob died of Covid complications. In Alaska, Shea visits a community concerned about the dwindling of a local caribou herd, where he watches an elder teach schoolchildren how to butcher these animals, not knowing that the man would suffer a heart attack and die the next day. Along with Shea, we witness the end of a way of life, in real time.<\/p>\n But Shea refuses to establish a simple binary between the beauty of tradition and the corrosiveness of modernity: He also showcases the difficulty of life in a region that outsiders consider an afterthought, where even basic amenities are lacking. In one passage, Martin, Jacob\u2019s son and the commander of the Rangers, laments the lack of cellphone service in his town, telling Shea, \u201cKinda sucks that I can\u2019t call a doctor when my kid\u2019s sick.\u201d Shea reminds him that there isn\u2019t a doctor in town anyway. Through the lens of these voices emerges a complex Arctic, full of people grieving lost traditions while also chafing against southern governments that treat them as a last priority.<\/p>\n Shea initially wanted to circumnavigate the entire Arctic Circle, starting in Alaska and ending in Eastern Russia, but the war in Ukraine killed that plan. In his last chapter, Shea confronts this situation<\/a> head-on by bringing us to Kirkenes, the Norwegian town<\/a> situated on the border with Russia. There, he interviews journalists writing about their home country in exile, visits a bridge built by Nazis when they occupied the town during World War II, and meets Norwegian conscripts who spend their days watching Russia<\/a> with telescopes. In this essay, Shea paints a portrait of an Arctic very different from the archaeological sites of Greenland and wolf packs of Canada. This is \u201cthe most violent Arctic I had seen, busy with real and imagined bloodshed,\u201d he writes. These geopolitical tensions, including President Donald Trump\u2019s increasingly aggressive moves to annex Greenland<\/a>, foreshadow the Arctic as battleground, a region where great powers will jockey for control of priceless resources<\/a> as the world warms.<\/p>\n Shea\u2019s writing occasionally veers into an overpoetic register or into sentimentality, as in a passage where he speculates that the mayor of an Alaskan town is obsessed with preserving Indigenous knowledge as penance for previous crimes. Overall, though, \u201cFrostlines\u201d is an intricately observed, fully immersive piece of travel and science writing as well as a vividly compelling argument for why readers should care about this region.<\/p>\n The Arctic has a singular wildness, where you \u201csee things that simply aren\u2019t visible anywhere else,\u201d he writes. If someone didn\u2019t think this place was important before, they will after reading this book. And even though Shea focuses on the Arctic\u2019s value in its own right, rather than its worth in relation to southern concerns, the fact remains that to care about the Arctic is to care about all of us. As Inuk activist Sheila Watt-Cloutier wrote, \u201cWhat is happening today in the Arctic is the future of the rest of the world.\u201d<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/www.nakedcapitalism.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/00-arctic.jpg\")
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