Monday, 1 August 2011

Cheap Beer & Cheap Drunks

It’s midnight and after devouring a case of very cheap American beer I have decided to write todays blog entry. Tonight we wandered around a Wal-Mart Super Center and after almost setting up camping in the parking lot…until we saw Joe Dirt pull a baby tray out of his car and take it to his camper, which looked like a permanent resident of the parking lot. We quickly decided to move on up the road to the river campsite we had scoped out earlier. We now have a beach site all to ourselves beside the Chatenka River outside of Fairbanks on the Elliot Highway ready to hit the Dalton Highway tomorrow and spend the long weekend heading up to Prudhoe Bay, Alaska. This is as far north as you can drive in North America.
This picture was taken at 2am without a flash or anything.. shows how light it was outside.

Right now, Robi is passed out drunk after drinking way too much beer and spending half the night lighting a bottle of bug spray on fire with a barbeque lighter. I am trying not to laugh but feel pretty bad because he is lying in the tent next to me and it does not seem like he is having a great time. I assume he will be hungry either soon or in the morning so I am trying to think of things to cook to make him feel better. He really is kind of cute when he is sleeping, even when he smells like beer, bug spray and campfire. This is the first time since we have known each other that we have actually been able to drink together and not have one or the other be the designated driver. I have the main tent window open just in case… It’s midnight now and the sun has barely gone down, anyone that knows me well enough knows that I barely sleep anyways, so this lack of darkness isn’t helping much…Becky Boo where are you? =P


It was a great day to say the least, we made fun of a lot of Americans as we wandered around Wal-mart and saw more moose on the side of the road than we could count today. We toured some back roads of Alaska and also saw the beginning of the Alyeska Pipeline which we are going to follow all the way to Deadhorse on the jaw jarring drive tomorrow all the way past the Arctic Circle and the 70th parallel…Who would be crazy enough to want to see miles of the northern tundra and nothing more than miles upon miles of flat nothingness to arrive at an oil field….We just might be…




After this long weekend trip up north we are planning to visit Anchorage and the Southern part of Alaska which includes; Mt.Elias/Wrangell National Park, Denali National Park, The Tongrass National Park, Kenai National Park and maybe Kodiak Island, Juneau and the Aleutian Islands which I am looking forward to exploring more than anything I have researched yet. They seem like the perfect place to relax; experience some very remote wilderness and get some close up shots of Mother Nature, some active volcanoes, hidden mines, ghost towns and the wild animal kingdom.

I myself am a few too many beers in and should probably not be writing this blog but Robi and I both agreed that we cannot go two days without writing because things and pictures add up to quickly and to be quite honest we have already forgotten what day of the week it is and what may have transpired in the very busy days of which our weeks consist of. I guess that is the whole point of taking vacation but it seems so very odd after being on a regimented schedule for so very long. I could get used to this vacation thing, or I could get so very used to this Alaska thing. A place that I have become very fond of in the past week or so, learning that its winters are milder than that of the place that I call home and it is the heart of the very vast and desolate wilderness that I so very much love.


Since I have returned home from Kelowna, all I have heard my mom talk about is her idea of buying a FJ Land cruiser and going to Alaska to dig for gold. Now seeing it all in the flesh I could definitely get on board with her idea. With the mild winters and the ocean views that I cannot wait to experience, I may just tell Robi to leave me here and never return me to my -40 permanent winter homeland which I despise so very much. It is now way past my bed time and Mr.Pletscher is snoring like a chainsaw beside me and I am sort of envying him. I should probably think about closing up camp and getting ready for a very long drive to Prudhoe Bay tomorrow or at least a good portion of the 450 mile drive one way. We definitely wont have service, but I am sure we will write the blog daily so this is me saying goodnight and talk to you all tomorrow, even if it is four or five days from now. XOXO.