Wolf tracks in fresh snow. This single wolf is loping along this frozen creek after finding an open spot for water. The lop-sided gait and toe claw drags in the snow are the tell-tale signs that it is a wolf. - The same wolf tracks next to my size 12's (46 EU). This is a big guy!
Animal highway. In a constant search for food and water, animals move along the frozen river to avoid the deep snow. Here are tracks left from previous travelers.... wolf, wolverine, lynx and moose.
Dancing on the big stage. A weekend of singing and celebration for the entire village.
A collection of the world's first electric cars: - 1913 Argo - 1917 Owen Magnetic: 26 horsepower with a top speed of 60 mph (100 km/h); Factory price of $3,650 - Under the hood
A trip to town = a trip to the museum. The Museum of the North is a fascinating portrayal of life in the Arctic. Here is featured: -Traditional dress with beadwork from the interior of Alaska. -Traditional handmade birch bark canoe with stunning craftsmanship. -Several traditional harpoons and bows. -Seal bladder water bag. -Spruce and rawhide snowshoes, another example of stunning craftsmanship.
The majestic Guardian of the Museum
Windswept trees collect the drifting snow; nature's natural flocking. Haunting and chic; austere yet inviting.
Sunset with bullet holes.
One of the amazing things about the light this time of year, is that the path of the sun is so low in the sky, it is essentially a sunrise/sunset all day long.
Alaskan gas station. Best prices in town.... Only prices in town. Turn at the 9th marten trap, before the 3rd creek crossing.
Glorious Alaskan sunrise. Made it to the big city and it's a balmy 35° F (2° C).... 80° warmer than the village
Following the wolverine that have been following me.
One of the incredibly rare sightings of the abominable snowman..... 8 mile/14 km ski at -40° (both F and C). Even the eyelashes done froze up ;)
You know you are in Alaska when.... #1. There are more snow machines at the airport than vehicles. #2. The snow machines have bumper stickers (and the bumper stickers reference duct tape) #3. There are more guns on the coat rack than coats #4. There is a 50's era geologic vehicle on the side of the road, just because. #5. Art class includes used C4 containers from the mine. #6. There's a moose head in the truck. #7. The dissection for biology class was killed that day by a relative. #8. PE class is always outside because it's only 30 below. #9. Even the warning signs are explicit. #10. Everyone in town dresses up for the costume party (and they are all welcoming, fun people).
Wolf track from the local pack
Little lost cabin in the woods
Ski trails under clear skies.
Arctic sunrise (the days are finally starting to get longer!)
Denali, frozen rivers, and alpenglow.
Alaskan ground crew (at noon)
Workin' the trap line.
Ice crystals on the Yukon.
Powdery snow, slow smoked BBQ, axe chopped wood, old pickup trucks.... 🎶 These are a few of my favorite things. 🎶
Butcherin' the Thanksgiving hog. Y'all get ready for some BBQ! Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
Gettin' our dance on.
Fire and snow.
Old time cellar.
I posted a new story about living one day in a native bush village in Alaska. If you have interest, you can find it on my blog: mattwdawson.blogspot.com Enjoy amigos!
Winter is coming...
da plane Boss, da plane.... Everything in town arrives via plane and the routine is rather spectacular: - The plane flies over to announce its arrival. - Everyone drops what their doing and dashes to one of the four trucks in town; each sprints to the runway. - We wait for the plane to taxi to the little fuel shed (it has already landed). - Trucks stand their distance, waiting like vultures for the propellers to stop. - Once engines stop, the trucks arrange themselves pell-mell around the plane to unload our newly arrived goodies.... Guitar and bear spray in the wing, generator parts in the nose, canned juice and dog food in the cabin. - After everything is off-loaded, we load the plane back up. Frozen salmon in the wing, borrowed tools in the cabin, gifts in the nose. There isn't a pattern, but there is rhythm to the chaos. There isn't much talking, but there is good humor. - The plane starts it's engines as trucks trek back to town, much slower on the return now that they are loaded with cargo. - The plane engines start to whine as they reach speed and our lifeline slowly rises back over the river.
Fish wheel at sunset
If these walls could talk... - This map of mine claims has been stapled to the wall of the cabin long enough to have absorbed the wood grain of the log behind it.
One of the most Alaskan of pastimes.... picking berries! These are the season's last highbush cranberries. They aren't a true cranberry, but that's we call them 'round here. These little guys are amazing! They are very high in Vitamin A and C (a small handful contains 25% of the daily requirements for both vitamins), and highbush have seven times as many antioxidants as a blueberry or goji berry. And best of all, they taste great! (Nothing like a 'lil bit of highbush syrup on a mess of flapjacks!)
Ridgeline at golden hour
Family of beavers (3 of 8)