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Flies were really bad. One chap from Conception Ilarhour. Dave Wade,<br />
with us. Younger than me, Only a little bit ofa hoy. Almost dcvoured him,<br />
cycs closed up. I-lad to carry him aboard thc boat. When we canlC dO\\1l<br />
they had to lead him from the stage head, T\\o on thn.--c days and couldn't<br />
work. lie was eaten so much that his cycs closed up - out around the<br />
headlands. Out around the fishing areas they \\cren't that bad. Up in the<br />
ba)' they were a scourgc. No fly oi1. 2lG<br />
! had been tempted to bury my facc while spreading caplin on Tickcraluck Island.<br />
Despite warnings! had received in narrative form I found it impossible to bclie\e how<br />
dangerous the flies could be:<br />
In Ma)'·Junc 1976, I went to Postville, Labrador, working as an<br />
"archaeological field assistant" for thc e\\foundland Museum at a Dorset<br />
Eskimo site there which was about to be ploughed under by new<br />
construction.! spent a total ofthree and a halfwecks in Postville, boarding<br />
\\;th a local family, While there I heard many stories about lmnsponation<br />
on the Labrador coast. In panicular, scarc slories aboul Lab Airways were<br />
common, But I also heard the following story about a $1. John's<br />
businessman carrying on his business on the Coast. I can't rememhcr who<br />
told it to me but il went like this. The businessman arrived one morning in<br />
a community {I don'( remember ifit was named) and did his business<br />
before nOOIl. He was to meet someone al a pan oflhe communily a lillie<br />
dislance inland in Ihe afternoon, but since hc had some timc to spare. hc<br />
thoughI hc would walk. There were 2 ways: by road and over a marsh. Hc<br />
thoughI he'd go over the marsh. lie wcnt alonc. lie never showcd up at his<br />
appointmcnt and he ncvcr returned to the boat in thc hurbom. A search<br />
party WCllt out ancr dark but thcy ncvcr found himlillncXI morning. It<br />
had been 11 warm day with plenty of nies whcn he set out. lie was found<br />
wilh his face clawed 10 strips with his own nails, scratching llt I1r bitcs. I-Ic<br />
had apparently gone crazy wilh Ihe nies and died on the marsh. 2 I<br />
'" MU "LA 86-013. C87()().<br />
211 This story was told 10 me by Philip lIiscock in Junc of 1984 while wc were talking<br />
about my travel arrangements to the Labrador. We spoke of il again over coffee in the<br />
studenl centre of<strong>Memorial</strong> University, January 28. 1986 and Philip wrote out the text of<br />
the SlOT) for me. Post\'ille is on Figure I. 6,<br />
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