Showing posts with label Alaska. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alaska. Show all posts

Guest Post from Real Survivalist

 
I met Sourdough for a day of hiking near Hope, Alaska. We stay in touch, even though I've returned to Big Sky Country here in Montana.  Recently he sent me a great email. I enjoyed his message so much, I asked if I could share it with you.  A true survivalist, Sourdough is a skilled hunter,  builder and  famous back country guide who has taken a lot of large game. He knows wild plants and lives off the land. Thanks, Sourdough for your permission to share this information.
 
 
 
.......You DON'T need hunting gear to hunt. You DON'T need to travel to special places to hunt. REALLY all you have to do is HUNT. You DON'T need a firearm or any type of weapon. It is helpful if you can walk or crawl.

Many people confuse "KILLING STUFF" with Hunting.........That is just KILLING Stuff. KILLING Stuff is NOT hunting, really it is just killing stuff.

What is lost today is the pure BLISS of just walking out the door and studying what the other animals did last night, or three days ago. Hunting is learning to be 100% non-fearful or the least bit uncomfortable being alone in the wilderness. A six year old child can kill stuff with a scoped firearm & short LOP.

The true joy of hunting is studying the natural systems and how they are connected to each other. It is snowshoeing along a Hare track, and reading where the Owl harvested supper. Hunting is learning to track what you don't know you are tracking, all you know is that the leaves you are following at first light are turned "WRONG" side up.

Hunting is NOT having to kill an animal just because you can kill it. Hunting is withholding that desire to kill, in exchange for the reward of watching how the animal moves, what catches it's attention, how long can it freeze in mid-step, how does it blend it's natural color with it's environment.
And ten-thousand other things that cost the hunter nothing, other than the comfort of being safe and warm inside a residence. Hunting is free, one only needs the passion to learn about his natural environment.

Sadly most men are obsessed with trophies on the wall or trophies in their 401K, IRA, Bond Portfolio, etc.

To a hunter it is not the trophy, it is the pure bliss of being alone in the wilderness, without fear, but with an insatiable desire to understand the wilderness, it's majesty, it's absolute perfection, and his part with-in that perfection.

And if you can ever get there, there is a point in one's wilderness travels, where he is overwhelmed with the realization that he is surrounded by GOD. And you will weep in the majesty of the experience............(And it is ALL Free)

 

My friend, Sourdough, Guest Contributor for the  Female Survivalist.

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Howling Dog Saloon

Just remembered this short footage I took at the Howling Dog Saloon in Fairbanks Alaska. The place was very interesting. There were bras hung on a rafter. The owner told me I could have a free t-shirt if I wanted to add mine. I laughed and said, "Maybe if I have enough beers."



Some were in costume that night. It was a Saturday end of October, not quite Halloween. Paul, the Policeman sang first, then Burnt Orange warmed up, playing until 3 a.m.

We celebrated my new friend's birthday party. Thanks, Georganne, for letting me share your home and adventures for three days.

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How To Ship a Car Home from Alaska

 
I drove my car through Canada, along the Alcan route mid September.
It was the best road trip I've ever taken. Fall colors, moderate temperatures, nearly rain free.
 
 
I recently received an awesome Job Offer from a private ranch in Montana. I couldn't pass
up the opportunity. Everything about it sounds wonderful. Plus I'll be a short day's drive from my family.
 
But
 
The road conditions have deteriorated. Snow packed, fewer gas stations open and fewer people on the road should a person need help.
 
So,
 
after research and lots of misinformation, I finally learned how to do it.
 
The Geo is a light car. Not sure what other cars or trucks might cost. Mine would be around $1,000
if you go straight to the port on Whitney St.
The company specializes in auto transport via barge. It takes 10 days. If my car is on the boat Friday, I couldn't pick it up til December 2 in Tacoma Washington.
 
So, take your car and whatever you want shipped inside the car to 101 W. Whitney Rd.
Wrightway Auto Carriers is the company. 907-277-4549 is their number.
 
Schedule an appointment for an inspection before arriving. They'll charge you 65 bucks for every 100 pounds of gear you have in the car. The woman there was very professional in answering my questions. Over and over she told me December 2, between noon to 4, was the earliest
I could get my car.
 
I asked, how do you get from the Seattle Airport to Tacoma Port.
She smiled, handed me a sheet of paper with all the correct phone numbers for a shuttle -$25 bucks
or a cab around $60.
Shuttle Express 800-487-7433
Capital Aeroporter 800-962-3529
 
 
Bottom line I learned, this car will arrive safely for what it would cost me to drive it. I would have to buy chains, and extra gas can and hope for good weather. Death by freezing would be a real possibility.
 
Your car can only have a 1/4 tank of gas, no more. You must show registration or insurance card is as good. They do need cash or certified funds.
 
Do NOT use a broker or middle man to arrange your shipment. They tell you what you want to hear and don't do any work for you. Just go direct. o, they will inundate you with phone calls, charge about 200 bucks just for talking on the phone.

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Seward Day Trip

 
I drove over two hundred miles yesterday on a spontaneous road trip to Seward. They told me its usually windy there, but I lucked out. The calmness was underscored by the brewing storm. I guess the trail gods were spoiling me.

 
Walking along behind the Holiday Inn, I could see various boats and ships. I glanced into the large picture windows and saw an interesting photo op.
Its not everyday you can capture two photos with the click of a button.

 
Any oxymoron? Little Junior was probably one of the biggest, baddest boats on location. I walked along the pier, enjoying numerous jelly fish swimming in the cold water.

 
The road trip back was gorgeous. A bike path goes along this highway for quite a while, too. I also took a side trip into Hope, drove to the end of the road facing Turnagain arm, seeing the Porcupine campground. Gorgeous, cold, and free this time of year.

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