The journey is of whole cloth and it continues. Though “you can’t step in the same river twice,” my youthful conclusion that there would be no conclusion has proven the test of time. After a journey of 80 days, and a bush plane ride into a disorienting and kaleidoscopic reentry into the evening madness of the city of Anchorage, I remember saying to myself… “I’m off the river, but this journey will never end.”Ĥ4 years later (blink!) in April I found myself back in Skagway where the big adventure of my youth began. In late August 1971 I dipped my kayak paddle into the Yukon River for a final few strokes and glided into the Bering Sea, having first dipped into the Yukon 2000 miles upstream in the river’s headwater Lake Bennett. Where to begin this? I For me it’s not as simple as following the Kings Advice to Alice of Wonderland “Begin at the beginning, “and go on till you come to the end: then stop.” I thought I’d be blogging that entire time, yet found myself so immersed and consumed in the venture that I was left with little time or energy for reflection.
Here is the first in what I intend to be a series of posts about my recent 5 month stint working as a tour guide out of Skagway Alaska.
