Month: December 2015

Welcome Home. Love, Winter

Winter.

I’m from California.

In California winter is more of a suggestion than a statement. Winter to me means jeans and boots (oh wait, I wear those year-round). Winter means it will (hopefully) rain. Winter is less of an imposing force and more of a reminder. Time to spend more time at home, clean gutters,  bring a tree inside to bedazzle it and wipe your paws at the door. California winter isn’t a tyrant. She mostly lets you go about your day.

So, the logical response?

Try a new kind of winter.

In Alaska.

Why not head there in December in the days of the least amount of light and some of the lowest temperatures?

Sound like a plan?

Great!

Oh, and to keep it interesting, head to the Alaskan wilderness. Yes to outhouses, no to electricity. The only boots you’ll be wearing here are rated to 60 below zero (because in this new reality, that is a possibility). The weather will decide your day for you so give up your planner mind and learn to roll with the punches because Alaska comes with a left hook when you least expect it. Still game?

Apparently so because this is the tale of my time in the woods. The woods in Alaska. In winter. How I ended up here and why is all to come. For now though, let’s enjoy the view. Welcome to my new home, sweet home.

 

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