In July of 1966, on a Friday evening but with twenty-four hours of daylight ahead, I set out alone from Fairbanks with tanks full and a five gallon can of aviation fuel in the baggage hold behind me and another strapped into the seat next to me. I had read Bob Marshall’s Arctic Wilderness, his account of a year living in the mining community of Wiseman and exploring Alaska’s Brooks Range in 1930-31. Crossing swollen rivers and slogging through sedge swamps did not appeal to me […]
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