Operation Spring Fix (OSF) finally returned after a 4-year absence. It’s a fancy name for a weekend field training exercise (FTX) the army cadets of 3045 participate in late May. The purpose of an FTX is to give cadets the opportunity to apply what they’ve learned at the corps level out in the field. There are lessons specifically made for FTXs, such as, safe camping, map & compass, fieldcraft, wilderness survival, hiking, first aid, predicting weather, and leading a group. Cadets also participate in hunting and fishing, under guidance & supervision of the Canadian Rangers. Rangers are also required for polar bear protection.
Planning for OSF24 began three months before the start of the FTX. A fair amount of paperwork is required to receive approval from headquarters. Some of these are schedules, equipment lists, travel plans, and safety plans. I was relieved when I got the news that the FTX had been approved. Headquarters mailed several Meals-Ready-to-Eat (MREs) boxes while I worked with the local Rangers to procure skidoos, qamutiks, and gas. The cadets assisted me in gathering the necessary corps equipment. The cadets received a kit list of what to bring for the trip.
The FTX began on Friday, May 24, in the early evening. The cadets & adult staff assembled out on the ice in front of the Northern Store to pack the 3 qamutiks (sleds). It took about 45 minutes. Three qamutiks sound like a lot but unfortunately, it wasn’t. We had to leave several items behind, deemed non-essential, because there’s wasn’t enough space. If my old skidoo was working, we could have gotten another driver to pull a 4th qamutik.
The most senior cadet assembled the cadets to take roll call. Once that was done, I did a quick welcome briefing and explained how we would proceed to the camp site. The driving would last several hours. The cadets were dismissed to find empty spots on the qamutiks. The skidoos were fired up and the convoy proceeded south towards Uluksan Point. We briefly stopped to do a final check of our gear and then continued southwest, across the Adams Sound, towards Admiralty Inlet. It was at this time I found out my new skidoo wasn’t as strong as I thought it was.
My skidoo causing problems. |
I bought a 600 EFI Backcountry Skidoo in late November 2022. This was my first time using the machine to pull a fully loaded qamutik. I had removed a side panel to expose the exhaust pipes & engine to the cold weather for additional cooling. Well, that wasn’t good enough. A loud beeping noise sounded, informing me the engine had reached a temperature of 100 degrees Celsius. I slowed the snowmobile, not sure what to do, and then the engine shut off automatically. The skidoo came to a halt and the qamutik I was pulling came within an inch to hitting the back of my skidoo. Unlike my first skidoo, the 600 EFI is liquid cooled and doesn’t have a cooling fan. As the convoy pulled up to check why I stopped, I made the mistake of opening the small liquid coolant tank. The coolant inside was boiling and exploded outwards. Thankfully, I stepped back in time and wasn’t burned. I placed the cap back on and explained the situation to the Canadian Ranger. He suggested I wait a few minutes and then drive ahead of the convoy at a faster speed.
The advice worked for a little bit, but I was forced to stop two more times before reaching the entrance of Admiralty Inlet. I was not impressed by my skidoo’s performance and by this point I was contemplating abandoning it and picking it up at the end of the FTX. The Ranger vetoed that idea because we couldn’t rely on 2 working skidoos. He suggested that I pull a lighter packed qamutik. The one I had been pulling was packed with MREs. I agreed to give it a try.
The qamutik switch appeared to work as we entered Admiralty Inlet and a northern wind blowing in our direction was also a bonus. I still had to keep a close eye on the engine temperature. I had also been told to drive over deep snow because the tracks kick it up and cool the radiator. I did whatever I could to keep my skidoo from overheating because our final destination was 70km south of Arctic Bay.
The convoy stopped halfway for a tea & snack break. The stop is near a well-known area where an ice crack forms, just to the north of Levasseur Inlet. I’ve written about it in previous posts. There was no visible ice crack this time, just endless kilometres of white snow & ice. Another convoy of skidoos & qamutiks pulled up behind us as we were resting. They were families also heading towards the same lake we were. We chatted, and shared tea, hot chocolate, and snacks.
We continued driving for another few hours, following the main skidoo trail south. I constantly looked in all directions: ahead, at the engine temperature, and behind me, making sure I was still pulling a qamutik, and the cadets were still on it. We eventually drove off the main trail and ice and arrived at Ijuyuarjuk. The cadets & I have previously camped here in 2016 & 2018. The landlocked lake was completely frozen. We parked in the near centre of the lake which is solid ground. The lake looks U-shaped on Google Maps. I was relieved my skidoo made it and was still in one piece.
Inside an Iglutaq. |
We spent the next hour setting up the tents. The time was 11:15pm but the sun was still shining. It’s 24-hour daylight in late May. I chose to sleep inside a wooden iglutaq attached to a qamutik because we had only brought one Arctic green tent. The male cadets managed to squeeze into it with the help of two cots. The Ranger and his wife, and a hired adult driver had their own tents. I made two mental notes for next year: make sure to have 4 skidoos & qamutiks and pack at least 2 green tents.
I
didn’t mind having to sleep inside an iglutaq; in fact, I had wanted to try it
out for a long time. I removed
everything inside and placed an air mattress & my sleeping bags on the
wooden floor. It would be my sleeping
cubicle for the night. Well, actually
day.
Fishing until 1am. |
I held another briefing with the cadets, welcoming them to Ijuyuarjuk, and going over the basic FTX rules. We all had to be on our best behaviour because other families were present. Some had already drilled holes in the ice for fishing. I let the cadets stay up until 1am to jig for fish. Then they went to bed. They would need their rest.
Saturday
was going to be a busy day for everyone.
To Be Continued . . .