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gods country...if youve ever heard the term and wondered exactly what that meant...go to ak...and im not talking about the definition, im talking about standing knee deep in tangle lake or fishing greyling in the clearwater river, looking up and realizing with absolute certainty there is not a more beautiful feeling in the world then existing, living, breathing alaska.
...as for politics, well, its like living in disneyland in that while the majority of alaskans live there to avoid 'the real world' it is owned, down to the fish guts, by the oil companies. its a godamn shame, but the benefits far outweigh the the detriment in living in a land owned by the cocksucking republican party.
...it is a place for some people, and not for others...there is no in between.
...people have been known to transfer up w the military, or come on vacation and just, simply, never leave.
...in winter in the interior where im from, when its cold, im talking alaska cold, you can hear a footstep crunch in the snow for miles...watching the northern lights will leave you stupified...nothing like television...i have seen lights of vatious colors race across and fill the ENTIRE sky in seconds, at speeds no human can even fathom going....
...i did some mapping for the usgs, got dropped off via helicopter on ridges no humans had ever stepped foot on in the history of the world...been bluff charged by grizzlies twice in my life and treed another time by a black sow...if you have never faced down a grizz in the wild w absolutely no hope other then the bear is not hungry you have not lived...i could go on and on and on....but im getting homesick
...the closest you will ever get to understanding ak w out being there? turn off discovery channel and lose yourself in a jack london book...i swear my ears get cold and i can smell snow when i read his stories...
you paint a hell of a good picture Subrob! not for everybody, but for some it is THE only place to live...
...took a canoe trip up there once - smoked joints and drank scotch around the campfire while reading Robert Service poetry and watching the aurora borealis. i'll never forget it...