nakneker
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I've always encouraged anyone to go to Alaska when the topic comes up. I've never met a anyone who regretted it!I did it in 1977 at the age of 20. Left Oregon in June to go up, and finally headed south from Fairbanks coming home in September. Trip of a lifetime. Drove over 10,000 miles on the trip, an lived in my 1973 F150, short wheelbase pick-up with a cab-high canopy. My only companion was my bird dog Sue, and whoever I met along the way, which were many fine folks.
It was one of the best and most memorable experiences of my life, and I thank God above that I did it. My best times started after I reached the Yukon Territory, and that's when I really started feeling the sense of the wild north country. The Alcan Highway was almost completely un-paved at that time, and in June was HORRIBLE. It was a given that your vehicle was never gonna be the same again.
From what I see and hear, things are very different now, and many places are more accessible and of course populated. I had the opportunity to stay there, and my life would have been very different if I had -- but it wasn't to be.
I could still go on for hours and bore anyone with the things that I did, the people I met, and the times that we had. It was the perfect trip for a kid who liked to rough it. Maybe you guys are a couple of kids like that, even though you're pushin seventy.jd









