D A Y T O O
Whitney woke startled to the sound of a bear grunting. As Steffanie caught a few more moments of beauty sleep, Whitney quickly unzipped the Kelty to assess the situation, immediately realizing the bear was no more than a man with severe sleep apnea. Another false alarm to add to our growing tally of wildlife sightings.
After breakfast, we decided to hike toward Gates of the Arctic Preserve in the Northeastern-most corner of the park. In order to begin the tundra hike we undertook a treacherous and frightening river crossing of Galbraith Creek. Surviving rivers in Alaska’s Arctic is half the battle. This battle proved far less than half.
After a second day of Arctic hill climbs across uneven tundra, we wobbled back to camp, tripping over even the smallest of tussock. We were in need of some serious nourishment.
Upon arriving back to camp, the mosquitoes hadn’t given up the fight for our blood yet so we decided to add another plan of attack --- smoke from a fire. Whitney set to work collecting logs and building a campfire, while Steffanie began preparing the evening’s meal.
Day too’s menu:
1lb (or more and likely a lot more!) tri-colored pasta noodles
1 jar mushroom alfredo sauce
2 cans chicken
Preparation time: 20 minutes
Consumption time: 10 minutes (possibly less!)
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