There was a hike I did last time I was at Caribou Pass that I call Demarcation Point. I don't think that is the name of the peak, but you can see Demarcation Bay from the top of it, so I have referred to it as that ever since. I'm not sure what it is about that peak, why I so much wanted to hike it again. Maybe because it's a place you just can't get to. When is anyone ever just In ANWR, on that river? It's not a lot of people.
We made it. But the mosquitoes were so bad I could barely unzip my bug shirt. They were biting me through the shirt, and as I was hiking I vowed to buy a larger one so as to have keep the mesh further from my skin. They were biting through my clothes so I didn't dare remove any even though it was muggy, and I was sweaty and creating my own weather system.
Maybe because I did that hike on my first trip to Alaska and I wanted to relive a little bit of that fantastic, amazing, inspiring trip? Part of it was that I just wanted the exercise, because there just wasn't much of that on this year's trip. At least not by my standards. Fitnes negative Paul referred to some trips as. And for me, that trip felt very fitness negative. Even the really tough paddling days. And there were those.
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