A month from today I will be in ANWR, hiking. For 6 nights. I already wish it was more, but I will take what I can get.
My friend Rebecca, who will be hiking with me sent me an e-mail today with this same title. I got really excited when i read it.
Last time I was in ANWR it was 2009 and it was my first trip to Alaska and my first rafting trip, I had never been in a boat. When I made that announcement, one of my co-participants thought that I had never been camping. He was really impressed with how fast and well I set up my backpacking tent. Until I explained that he was in fact mistaken.
That trip straddled the end of August and beginning of September, it was Fall in the Brooks Range. The colors were changing and it precipitated one way or another almost every day of the trip. It snowed horizontally one day. I caught my first fish, saw my first grizzly bear, and took my first bush flight.
Love. It has been a love affair with a new place.
Like Rebecca said, "I dream of tundra".
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