Wednesday, July 20, 1983

Wednesday, July 20, 1983; Fort Yukon, Alaska

Fort Yukon is a trashy little village in the middle of the wet marshy Yukon Flats.  It has a population of about 675, making it the largest settlement of Athabaskan Indians in Alaska.  The town is accessible only by plane or, I suppose, by boat on the Yukon River.  It sits 8 miles north of the Arctic Circle, about 150 miles NNW of Fairbanks.  There is precious little to do.

We camped at the edge of the Fort Yukon airstrip

We fixed our first trail dinner - chicken and dumplings, on a gravel corner of the airstrip, drank 4 liters [it was one 3 liter box] of wine, had a smoke, generally acted crazy for a few hours, and then went down in our sleeping bags in a completely disorganized manner.





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