Huck Hobbit's Homestead Hostel
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We had been dreading our "trailer rescue mission" all week. The weather had been rainy and bad all week while we had been working, it had been one helluva week at work, and we knew that what lay ahead was no easy task. Retrieving our broken, borrowed four wheeler trailer from three miles back on the worst trail ever imagined was definitely not something we were looking forward to. (See previous blog entry). But, we we going to incorporate fishing and hunting into this trip, and we had ...
This hunting/camping trip had been planned for months. It was to be the finale of summer, and Josh and I couldn't wait for hunting season to open. Since I moved out of Barrow, Wrangell-St. Elias National Park was top of my list to visit. Since Josh still claims residency in the rural area of Tok, he was able to get a subsistence permit to hunt inside this park. As a subsistence hunter, he not only is allowed to hunt in the park, but he has special regulations that others don't, mainly, ...
Passed through Alaska border near Tok
without incidence and rolled along the remainder of the Alaska
Highway headed for the Wrangell-St Elias National Park and Preserve.
Although this is the largest NP in the US, it only has two road
accesses into the park and no real campgrounds - but one is allowed
to camp at any trailhead. Our first home for two nights was in ...
Thursday, 7/29/2010 – Drove to Slana on the Glenn highway and the Tok cutoff. Saw our first glacier, Matanuska Glacier, from the road en-route. Very impressive. Another impressive sight was the view of Mt. Sanford from the Tok Cutoff highway. We were headed for Nabesna Road, the northernmost road access to Wrangell-St. Elias NP.
... civilization, but just beautiful scenery.
Chicken Alaska was colorful. The name came when the locals couldn't
spell or pronounce the local bird -Ptarmigan, so the gave up and called
the town Chicken - close enough. We traveled through a hundred miles
plus burn area from 2004 when we were up here last. I know it's nature
taking it's course, but it sure looks bad.
We did our first dry camp
next to Kettle Lake on the dead ...