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... the frostbitten land,The trapper picks up the ermine by hand. "Thank you, my friend," he says in voice true. "My ife is much richer because of you.You have blessed me with wealth without measure;You are indeed an unreplaceable treasure."The ermine stares back with chocolatey eyesAnd wiggles his nose in sincerity; no lies.
The two live on in a wilderness paradise,Their friendship together perfecting each lonely life.
... wolfing down a quick meal, we headed to the bait station. It had not been attended to since Saturday and needed to be rebaited. The hot, dry air sucked the moisture out of our nostrils as we passed the Guardians and headed into the forest. Usually wet, earthy, and cool, the mossy tundra had nothing to offer. Too little snow and virtually no rain and taken every ounce of moisture out of the forest, leaving it the epitome of a fire's delight. Even the mudhole contained only a ...
... for a more protected campground. After some looking we found one, but, oh it was so rocky and the only tent there was tied down with pallets. Then I saw the fee for this great place, $15, no shower, one portaloo, nothing else at all. Well the Scottish blood in me boiled again so I checked out some bush right beside the campground and bingo, there was a good hidey-hole for Nelson and my little tent in there. I stashed Nelson in a shady spot and put ...
... over to civilians in 1948. The road has been under reconstruction ever since. The Yukon government has been dealing with the frost heaves, with US help of course. The worst section is from destruction bay to the border, our route for the day! Sections of the road are being scraped which leave you driving washboard mud. They wet down the dirt to keep down the dust. Other sections are just pot holes on top of heaves on top of gravel or black top. It was so bad twice ...
... silent. No birds were singing. No squirrels were chatting. It was eerie.
Josh leaned to stretch and whispered, "Don't move. There's a bear by the wheeler."
I froze in a ridiculous position, my arm held in the air shoulder heighth and my head cocked. I dared not move; the back bear was looking right at us. The wheeler was parked about thirty yards up the trail, and the bear had silently come out of the woods and went straight for the machine. Although ...
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Mile 1312.7 Alaska Highway, Tok | Motelfrom $65