Two moose hooked horns while fighting and died

several moose from the air

Looking down on several moose from the air

Saturday, September 11, 1982—finished the buggy, got gear ready and drove Allen’s trapline trail. Had some troubles on the way in, but got camp set up before dark. Dan flew over, it was a nice day.

Sunday, September 12, 1982—mostly a nice day, a little rain and wind. Tramped all around, saw some ducks and two moose that had hooked their horns while fighting and died together. Found a weather balloon, rain and windy tonight.

Monday, September 13, 1982—Ken and Danny are out here hunting too, with me. Hunted farther out. Ken jumped a caribou. Dan flew over.

Tuesday, September 14, 1982—frosty morning, left camp early, went farther east. Saw nine ducks, a brown thrasher, camp robber, ravens and beaver and bear sign and more moose sign, one trophy caribou and two real nice ones. Nothing that I could get to shoot. Dan flew over and it rained this evening.

Wednesday, September 15, 1982—we hunted even farther from camp. Saw some ducks and a cow moose and one caribou. Very windy. It blew so hard that Danny’s tent blew away, maybe 400 yards from where we were camped. It was one of those tents that would roll if it isn’t fastened down right and it just rolled and rolled and rolled until it finally got hung up. The tent that I had, shook, but the wind didn’t phase it a bit. Rained in the night.

Thursday, September 16, 1982—wet morning not so windy, Dan flew over again. Went hunting till noon, saw some bear tracks. Left at noon, saw two cow moose on the way out, got stuck and had to winch out of a mud hole. Sunny day.

Friday, September 17, 1982—slept a little late, got started on the storage shed at 10:00 a.m. And had quite a bit of it done by 6:00 p.m. Ate supper and visited Hoffmans. It was really sunny today, 30° in the morning and cloudy tonight. I feel sick tonight.

Saturday, September 18, 1982—worked on the storage shed and hunted a little on the Slide Mountain. Bob Schmidt had some hinges and gave them to me for the door on the storage shed. It was a nice day; visited Dan, Denny, and Charlie T. were all there too.

Sunday, September 19, 1982—worked on the storage shed. Bob and I drove Lake Louise Road, hunting. Then later, Dan and I flew out to John Lake and we slept in his Cessna 185 overnight so we would be legal to hunt in the morning. (It is illegal to hunt the same day airborne.)

Monday, September 20, 1982—up very early, it was a pretty nice day. Stalked a bull moose in a large bunch of cows. We didn’t get to see them, we could hear them and the cows didn’t pay too much attention to us, but we just never got to see them. Saw four bull caribou, saw nearly a hundred moose on the ground when we got in the plane and took off to leave, Dan circled the area—that’s when we saw so many moose. There were about 50 in one bunch and about that many in the other bunch and they were about a mile apart. Salvaged lumber later at Dan’s.

Tuesday, September 21, 1982—I have almost all the shelves installed in the storage shed now and started moving things into it. Sylvia went to Glennallen with Bob and Margaret. Blake and Danny stopped by. Later, Henry came home from work and took us out to supper.

Wednesday, September 22, 1982—frosty morning, fine day—fantastic northern lights at night. Moved a lot of gear into the new shed.

 

Salmon fishing, fossil hunting and claim-jumping

Alaskan lake

Dan Billman took us all salmon fishing

Tuesday, July 13, 1982—finished Cat, trouble getting dump truck running. Got five loads hauled and two buildings moved. Dan, Patti, and Jason Sylvia and I went to Kianna Creek in Dan’s 185 Cessna. Dan got one large king salmon and Sylvia caught one large, and one small king salmon—about 100 pounds of fish.

Saturday, July 24, 1982—sent in an order for snowmobile parts and chain saw sharpener. Spread and smoothed the gravel at Dan’s and moved an outhouse for him.

Sunday, July 25, 1982—dug drainage ditch at Dan’s and moved the generator building and leveled the pad for the wind generator. There was a light earthquake tremor at 8:00 p.m. tonight. Mostly a nice day, one light shower.

Monday, July 26, 1982—some folks from Minnesota came up to visit. Worked at Dan’s straightening log buildings, moved the generator. Dan took us all salmon fishing. Flew us out to this good spot. We only got one red salmon—got home at 12:30 in the morning.

Tuesday, July 27, 1982—got gear ready to prospect—Dan and Bob and I flew to Coghill Lake. Saw many Dall sheep, salmon, seals, and boats fishing. Located a quartz outcrop on College Fjord and another on Coghill River—yet another above the glacier. We saw two black bear catching salmon.

Wednesday, July 28, 1982—slept late, visited with Bob and Kahren Rudbeck and took them hiking up Slide Mountain looking for fossils—found a few and a wolverine skull. Nice day, beautiful view, good time.

Thursday, July 29, 1982—went to Dan’s. A couple of people had over-staked our claims (claim jumpers). We called a trooper, and then told them to pull their stakes and flagging and to get off our claims. Went to Glennallen and filed amended claim forms.

Friday, July 30, 1982—Sylvia is canning the 12 salmon that Darrel brought last night. Went to the dump, got a bee sting. Bob and Kahren left for Soldotna at 2:00 p.m. Rained after they left.

New Years Eve, 47 below

Wolverine Lodge

Summer picture of the old Wolverine Lodge.

Sunday, December 31, 1979—it’s -30° this morning, stayed cold all day. Worked on the sled for log hauling (re-built the hitch, this time). Hauling logs in the tundra and deep snow is really hard on the sled.

It was -40° at 6:00 p.m. Went to Lake Louise to a party at Wolverine Lodge. The whole neighborhood is leaving in one group tonight. We hung around Wolverine Lodge for a while. It was -47° at 11:40 p.m. when we headed for Glennallen about 36 miles away. We saw small herds of caribou both coming and going. About half way down the Lake Louise Road towards the Glenn Highway, it was midnight and we all stopped our cars, got out, and wished each other Happy New Year.

Then we went on to Glennallen to a roadhouse party and danced until 3:00 a.m. Then Dan Billman and Chris Ronning and I ran a hundred yard foot race in the parking lot. It was so cold that we didn’t dare breathe—we ran the hundred yards without taking a breath. (You don’t want to breathe under those circumstances when you are exerting yourself like that for fear of frosting your lungs.) We went back in the lodge and talked the cook into making breakfast for us. After breakfast, we went back to Nelchina. Chris Ronning came to the cabin about 5:00 a.m. the next morning. It was still -40° then.