We were in Barrow July 11-12, 2003. Since it was the summer, the weather was pretty comfortable–a bit on the cold side, but with a light jacket or sweatshirt, we were good to go. We landed at a very small airport after midnight and it was still light out since the sun doesn’t really set there in the summer. We stayed at “The Top of the World Hotel” for our whole time there. Our hotel room faced the Arctic Ocean and using my mom’s binoculars we were able to look out and see large chunks of ice floating in the water. We even saw two polar bears walking on some of the ice! The first night we had dinner in an industrial-looking building called Arctic Pizza. I’m not 100% sure if I remember this correctly, but I think a slice of pizza was more expensive than we were used to because of the cost of shipping ingredients to the area.
The next day we had breakfast at a place called Osaka’s. We got in an off-road Hummer for a tour and drove on the beach alongside the Arctic Ocean to Point Barrow and Point Plover, which is a little spit of land extending south from Point Barrow, the northernmost point. The ride was a little bumpy since we were driving on the sand, which I remember being pretty coarse and not very soft. The beach was also littered with whale bones which were HUGE. We got close enough to touch them so we got a solid understanding of just how large they were. We also came across a headless walrus carcass on the beach. We were told that hunters do this in order to take the walrus’s tusks and they leave the rest of the body. My dad and I got out of the car and walked to the ocean to touch the water so we could say we touched the Arctic Ocean. He even took his shoe off to stick his foot in it.
After traveling the oceanside, we drove more inland. Most of the landscape was grayish-brown tundra soil but there were a few areas of grasses. We got to see a snowy owl perched in one of these grassy areas. The tour ended and we had dinner at Pepe’s Restaurant which is one of the few, if not the only, Mexican restaurant in the Arctic circle. I heard a few years ago Pepe’s actually burnt down so I don’t think it is in operation any longer. After dinner, we went to the Inupiat Heritage Center and got to watch the Inupiat people of the area perform one of their cultural dances. At the end they asked if anyone in our group had a birthday coming up. My grandma, who was traveling with us, did and they brought her into the center of a special birthday dance to honor her. They were extremely gracious, kind, and welcoming.
As someone whose been to all fifty states, Barrow is the most interesting place I’ve been. The town is low-key, and there may be nothing outrageous about any buildings or manmade features, but when you understand where you are in the world it makes it all amazing. Touching the Arctic Ocean, seeing the Arctic wildlife, and even eating pizza at the top of the world is an experience you can really only get in very few places on this planet. The fact that Barrow is habitable is a testament to all the people that live there and for anyone looking for something different in their travels, I highly recommend it.
All Fifty Club notes – Sadly, Pepe’s North of the Border Mexican restaurant did burn down and was not rebuilt. You can still stay at the Top of the World Hotel (and a few other hotels) and get a $20 pizza at Arctic pizza!
From member Jeff Kunz from Utah
My father, when I was in the tenth grade (July 1968), was "bound and determined" to make it to not just Alaska, not just to Barrow, Alaska, but, specifically, to Pt. Barrow, Alaska (the furthest north point on the North America Continent). We made it on a Wien Air Alaska flight from Fairbanks. Usually, this flight would land in Barrow. However, the Barrow airport was closed for construction. Therefore, the military landing strip at Pt. Barrow (five miles north of Barrow) was used for the landing. As we made the turn on the runway, the airplane became stuck in the dirt. A bus came out and picked us up.
Later (February 1979 as the sun had just started to rise above the horizon), as an IBM marketing representative, I covered northern Alaska for the IBM company and resided for 18 months inFairbanks, Alaska. It was -61F. when I took a small city bus from Barrow out to remote and dark Pt. Barrow to solidify business with NOAA (National Oceanic AtmosphericAdministration). This was my second trip to the "furthest north point on the North American continent."
From member Alan S. from Washington
