Polar bears. Reindeer. Treeless tundra, sprawling to infinity. High Arctic islands, reaching toward the pole. Beluga. Muskoxen. An ocean, frozen in place, gleaming in the nightless spring. It’s all here, along with the people who call it home – the Gwich’in and Inuvialuit, who’ve thrived here for eons along the mouth of the Mackenzie River and the flanks of the Northwest Passage.