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I agreed to move to the middle of the woods in Alaska, outhouse and everything, as long as we could travel for several months in the winter. It doesn't have to be ALL winter – mind you, winter is l-o-n-g in Alaska – but I wanted time enough to escape some of the darkest and coldest months from what I fear could become a claustrophobic cabin.
I agreed to move to the middle of the woods in Alaska, outhouse and everything, as long as we could travel for several months in the winter. It doesn't have to be ALL winter – mind you, winter is l-o-n-g in Alaska – but I wanted time enough to escape some of the darkest and coldest months from what I fear could become a claustrophobic cabin.
And who
would determine the travel itinerary? Naturally, me. After Bryan's
history of travel decisions, which had landed me 42 miles from the
nearest road at 61 degree latitude, and after several years of
him-to-her gift giving such as a 9 mm pistol, a scope, and a propane
powered flame thrower; after years of smiling numbly upon receipt of
matching Husqvarna 455 chainsaws, I usurped travel arrangements.
Bryan complied.
The idea
of traveling for several months each winter initially seemed
extravagant, but eventually seemed cost effective after several
knock-on-the–head realizations that helped us reconfigure both our
living expenses and our ways of conducting business.
Below, I describe our logic, several useful websites, and some price points and hints). Perhaps this will help armchair travel readers take a leap elsewhere themselves.
Below, I describe our logic, several useful websites, and some price points and hints). Perhaps this will help armchair travel readers take a leap elsewhere themselves.