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it'll take a while for me to write a proper post about my Great Alaskan Adventure these past two weeks. if i ever manage it. with travel-ish posts i've written in the past, there's some overwhelming mood or feeling or startling observation that i'm just dying to get down on paper. i'd like to get Alaska down on paper, but, it's almost like the place is too vast for that. like the space between the mountains is so yawning that even my most spirited words wouldn't even begin to fill it properly.
it's beautiful. i loved it. i just don't know how to describe it, yet.
so in the meantime, here are some random tidbits:
* i do not think i realized exactly how backcountry this trip was going to be. like, sure, i packed all the gear on the packing list (even when it seemed kind of excessive / extra), and i knew on an abstract level that our only means of communication with the outside world would be an emergency-only satellite phone. but, well, consider that my family's standard national park trip is something like "drive through the park, get out and do a couple short day hikes, stay in a nice warm cozy cabin near the visitor center each night." apparently, my boyfriend's family's standard trip is more like "take two separate bush plane flights, 2 hrs each, to the literal middle of nowhere, get dropped off in a field while being stared at by a bunch of caribou, and then see zero other humans, or signs of humans, for the next 10 days." i did plenty of backpacky junk with the scouts when i was younger, but i don't think i ever experienced anything quite like that.
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it's beautiful. i loved it. i just don't know how to describe it, yet.
so in the meantime, here are some random tidbits:
* i do not think i realized exactly how backcountry this trip was going to be. like, sure, i packed all the gear on the packing list (even when it seemed kind of excessive / extra), and i knew on an abstract level that our only means of communication with the outside world would be an emergency-only satellite phone. but, well, consider that my family's standard national park trip is something like "drive through the park, get out and do a couple short day hikes, stay in a nice warm cozy cabin near the visitor center each night." apparently, my boyfriend's family's standard trip is more like "take two separate bush plane flights, 2 hrs each, to the literal middle of nowhere, get dropped off in a field while being stared at by a bunch of caribou, and then see zero other humans, or signs of humans, for the next 10 days." i did plenty of backpacky junk with the scouts when i was younger, but i don't think i ever experienced anything quite like that.
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