Have you eaten the hooves, yet?
I'll have to see if I can find it - I have a picture of my dad eating Muskox hooves. I lived in Kugluktuk for a bit, when I was a kid. Your post brings back so many memories - zipping around on the skidoo, or using the quad. Ice fishing with my Inuk friends. Learning how to carve soapstone in school. Going down to watch the barge come in - it was better than Christmas.
I miss Ptarmigan. And Char. Good eating. Oh, and bannock - so frigging good.