I'd go for the badge and the bumper sticker ...
I can just picture it now ... I'm wandering through the Barrens, just south of Great Slave Lake, and I bump into the only human within 2,000 sq. km. He sees my badge and says, "Eee, are ti frae Accy?" I respond: "Nay, Clayton." He then says, "Close enuff ... Top End, or t'Bottom?"
Then we slaughter a moose; fight off the bears for the meat; light a fire; drink a bunch of Lancaster Bomber that we just happen to have with us; and talk about how good the hot pies were on a cold drizzly night at Peel Park.