Hunting trip, Part 3

On October 1st, Lauri wrote:
"This is Greg in his camo, walking the riverside trail that we checked every day--- and no, humans did not make the trail; moose, bear and wolves did.
Another morning at camp. Then the fabled Brooks Mountain range in the distance about an hour or so away. And sunset on the range we are in, the Jack White range.
Lastly, Blueberry bushes everywhere, leaves have fallen, but berries still tasty and sweet.


The lodge of beavers on the pond where we camped. I told you that they were the big entertainment there, right???
The last area we hunted, isn't it a gorgeous pond ????
Me at the Arctic Circle campground! And hills just north of Fairbanks in autumn's glow.


I DO have more spectacular photos of our trip south, (read Mt. Denali in sunlight!!!). But will have to wait for another day, as I am weary from picking and cleaning gallons of lingon berries today , and must get ready to head to the island tomorrow to close things there.
Hope this is enjoyable for all of you.
Hugs, Lauri"

Hunting trip, Part 2

On September 29th, Lauri wrote:
"We set up camp beside a beaver pond, and they entertained me the whole 10 days! The pond was a pretty thing too. Camp is a 10x14 wall tent, but obscured by the tarps covering it, and tarps out in front to store our gear.


Simply exquisite country and no amount of photos will give you the thrill of being there, but this is the next best thing, yes? The last one is morning from the camp, as it was when I sat outside with my cup of coffee and made a little campfire to keep warm!"

Hunting trip, Part 1

On September 28th, Lauri wrote:
"We are just home from our hunting adventure in the arctic wilderness, and I have to say it was the most fantastic trip of my life! Happily it coincided with Greg's and my 17th anniversary as well.
The country we were in was incredibly beautiful, the wildlife amazing, and the Northern lights spectacular. It was 15 hours driving to our camping spot and nearly 900 miles straight north of home. Being on your own in the wilderness with no one to call for assistance was a feeling of freedom, better than Thoreau, so close to neighbors, could have imagined. Just fantastic.

I will be sending pictures in sections. I still can only see the excitement I felt when I was there taking them, so you will all have to bear the bad ones.
Tonight is a grand mosaic autumn hillside on the way north from Fairbanks, and the mighty Yukon river--- Wow. Greg has good male genes and so most of these were taken from a speeding truck at 60mph -- only so many rest stops allowed per day! The last, is the ubiquitous Transalaskan Oil Pipeline, which is why the road was built in the late 70s.

Hope you enjoy sharing my adventure!"