Into the Wild

08/14 – 08/21/19 Our little Caravan made our way up to Fairbanks where we spent the night at Pioneer Park. We enjoyed exploring many of the historical buildings and museums and of course the proverbial gift shops. In the morning we said a heartfelt goodbye to Jim, Jackie and Bob who continued heading south through Canada back to the lower 48 while we spent the next week with our friends the Bouldings. We met up with Charlie, Robin, and Tory Boulding in Fairbanks after not seeing them since they had sailed in and visited us while we were Caretaking GSJ Island in the USVI. We had first met them in 2009 on the Island of Barbuda and again when we sailed together from St. Marten to the BVI in Nov of 2010. (Click on Highlighted Script for previous blog entries and Information) We told them that we would one day visit them in AK and we were determined to keep that promise. On Friday morning, we drove 4.5 hours from Fairbanks to Manley Hot Springs ahead of Charlie, Robin, and Tory while they finished up with Appointments. We met them at a small cabin they keep in Manley before loading up a couple of daypacks and the dog and headed down to the slough to help load up their boat with numerous groceries, supplies and a large Satellite Dish for one of their neighbors. The 5 of us, Sierra and their house dog Nook, boarded their river boat for the 20 mile trip to their homestead on the Tanana River. With Charlie at the helm, dodging sandbars, and floating debris, we relaxed as he navigated us up the rising Tanana River while the Robin and Tory pointed out places of interest and regaled us with stories of life along the river. After dropping off the Satellite Dish we made our way to their little slice of Paradise in the heart of the Alaska Interior. We tied off the boat to a tree next to their fishwheel and helped offload the supplies. They settled us into their one room guest cabin and proceeded to show us around their property consisting of around 35 acres, 2 Cabins, Shop, Smokehouse, Garden & Cache. Sierra was in dog heaven. She feasted on a number of pieces of dried fish that had been buried by one of their 6 sled dogs around the property and would curl up for a nap in the straw just like they did. The homestead is completely off the grid, true AK wilderness living. Their water is caught in rain barrels and is carried into the house for washing and cooking. Light is provided via windows and propane lights. They have a generator to charge the house batteries and a small solar panel that keeps their house batteries topped off. They do have some electric lights that are used when the generator is running. There is no phone but they do have the ability via Hughes Net to access the Internet so they can keep in touch with the outside world and their friends and family. There is no indoor plumbing but an outhouse is provided for comfort. They told us the small window in the front door was installed after a couple of close encounters with bears on their front porch. Their main cabin consists of a living space, a sleeping loft, a back bedroom, and a kitchen complete with an old fashioned but wonderfully functional wood burning oven, propane stovetop and another central wood burning stove for heat. Their refrigerator is a cold hole into the permafrost under the kitchen floor. Their garden provides them fresh vegetables and they hunt and fish for their meat. Part of their summer is spent at their Fish Camp where they catch the King Salmon that is a staple of their diet. We spent the next few days taking excursions on the Tanana and Kantishna Rivers, we fished for Northern Pike, picnicked, scouted for Moose, as hunting season is near, and visited some historical sites including part of the original Iditerod trail used to transport diphtheria serum from Seward to Nome AK. We stopped at the Tolovana Roadhouse that is now used for Sled Dog Excursions in the winter. We were also a witness to history in the making when we traveled up river and watched as the Kantishna river beginning to cut a new channel through a narrow bank that separated a mile long loop in the river. The Bouldings had been watching this spot during floods for the last 30 years knowing that it would happen one day. We helped where we could with summer chores, splitting kindling, harvesting the garden, helping with meal prep and clean up, and a bit of maintenance around their place. We picked green beans, summer and winter squash, carrots, kale, & a lot of peas. Robin canned 16 quarts while we were there. The rising river made it imperative to get as much as we could harvested. Robin fed us like kings and queens, baking bread and Apple Cake in her oven and an amazingly wonderful and huge King salmon filet for dinner. We also had a marvelous Moose stew and Bear and Cranberry sandwiches for lunch. Her Cranberry-banana jam is delicious! We spent our evenings together reminiscing and sharing stories of sled dog rearing and racing, sailing, & travels, past and present, as well as unpacking the large box of homeschooling books for Tory. As the river continued to rise the flooding around the cabins got deeper and eventually was above the level of our rubber boots, graciously provided to us by our hosts. We had to resort to using the canoe to travel between the cabins. I don’t know of too many people who would choose this lifestyle and Robin told us there are not too many people they would even consider inviting out to the homestead, especially during flood season. After the river had crested and started to recede, we decided we had better start our journey home to Colorado or risk being tempted to look for a place to build our own cabin in the AK wilderness. Charlie, Robin and Tory reluctantly carried Mike, Sierra and I back to Manley where we had parked the RV. We were sad to leave them but extremely honored and delighted to be their guests and felt so privileged to be allowed to experience and participate in this grand adventure for this brief but joyful reunion. We hope they will come visit us someday in Pagosa Springs or perhaps we can meet up again during our mutual travels. To our dear friends the Bouldings, Thank you from the bottom of our hearts. We will miss you! Fair Winds & stay warm till we meet again.

On to Seward

08/02 – 08/05 As much as we have enjoyed Williwaw it was time to continue our journey. We headed south to Seward, AK. We had a small delay when one of the tires on J&J’s 5th Wheel blew, but the pit crew jumped into action and we were back on the road in minutes. The town of Seward offers camping right along the bay as the structure of the soils there were found not to be stable enough to support buildings in the event of another earthquake. The 1964 9.2 Earthquake destroyed many towns along Kenai peninsula. The city did not rebuild on the waterfront and has wisely installed fee stations all throughout the area and now charges $20 per night to camp there. We can’t complain as they have a lot of amenities to service the ever increasing number of RV’s that travel here in the summer. Dump Station, Potable water, bathrooms and hot showers and areas for Tent campers as well. We spent a the next few days riding our Bikes around town, fishing, and sampling the local fare. Sierra and I even joined a local 5k run to support the Alaska Sea life Center, an aquarium and sea mammal rehab. I figured it was at Sea Level and a good one to ease back into. I came in 5th in my age group. Of course I did not see how many in my age group ran the race there might have been only 5 but it was for a good cause and I got a T-Shirt and admission to the aquarium on that day. This is a popular stop for Cruise ships as there is a vibrant downtown and lots of little shops and restaurants. I even caught a glimpse of Bigfoot here! We had a great burger at a popular local burger joint named Reds that operates out of busses and a fancy dinner at Ray’s Waterfront. We would heartily recommend both. I spent one day just riding around photographing the murals around town. Although very busy, this colorful town has lots to offer.

Whitehorse, YT

07/10 – 07/12/19 We headed to Whitehorse in the Yukon. J&J and Bob stayed at a park a few miles outside of Whitehorse. Mike and I opted for a park just outside the city limits so we could ride our bikes around town. We spent the first day taking care of business, washing our clothes etc. We visited with a couple who had sailed around the Northwest sounds and up the Northwest passage. Mike and I then took our bikes for a ride around Whitehorse to see the sites and check out the town. They have wonderful bike and hiking trails. Our town ride took us along the River and over to the Visitor Center. We also found a great used book store called Well Read Books. They had some local talent playing live music and great prices. We picked out a few books to add to our library and continued our ride. We stopped at the local fish hatchery and saw the longest fish ladder in North America. And rode past an old paddlewheel steamer. We talked with Bob and J&J and planned to meet up the next day. Mike and Jim opted for a Bike Ride while Jackie and I took Slim and Sierra to explore the Miles Canyon Trail & Bob took his truck to town for a oil change. Jackie and I planned on meeting up with the boys either along the way or after our hike. We never saw them as we stayed along the narrow rim trail and they took the bike trail. After our 9.8 mile trek we drove into town while the dogs slept and met the boys at the Yukon brewery. They were really happy we showed up as they were not looking forward to riding up the long hill back to our RV Park. As it was getting to be dinnertime we headed over to have some Pizza and share the sites of our day. We all agreed Whitehorse is a very cool town.

Boondocking at it’s best!

07/07/2019 – Occasionally, we stumble across one of the places we have seen watching YouTube travel videos. One of those was the Testa River Lodge. So, since we needed fuel anyway, we stopped to enjoy one of their famous Cinnamon Rolls. We split one between us as the portions are not lacking. Further up the road, we found a great boondocking (free) camping spot at the former Prophet River Provincial Park. It was located just off of the Hwy across a still used bush pilot landing strip. A small plane came in and picked up people, at least 3 times while we were there. The old camp spaces were overgrown but level and the area was easy to drive in and out of. We walked around the area and found a spring flowing from a pipe coming out of the side of a hill. The majority of our crew opted to relax and take a nap, so Sierra and I grabbed the can of bear spray and found an old hiking trail down to the peace river. The water was cold but we both decided to brave it and enjoyed a swim. Once back at camp, Sierra decided a roll in something nasty was in order so we took her over to the spring and gave her a good bath. Brrrrr, the spring water was even colder than the river. Toward the evening the biting flies began to swarm and so we broke out our repellents and managed to keep them at bay while we enjoyed a happy hour.