The Tribes of Tent City

We are situated on a bend of the Tanana River that still sports a little shelf of ice near the highway underpass, and the first thing a visitor would think upon discovering our field camp is, how did a bunch of hobos manage to squat in such an exposed front yard?  Technically, we are camping.  However, after the first […]

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On Squeaky Clean

Two days ago, I was eating a bag of Cheetos in the cook tent and noticed that each time I wiped my mouth with a napkin it left chocolaty smears on the paper.  It wasn’t the radioactive orange you usually get from dyed cheese–I wondered if being in the sun all day had blurred my vision, since there […]

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