When I tell people I live in Alaska I'm often asked about its beauty and its weather. I would say that Alaska has more beautiful days than any place I've ever been. Alaska has so many perfect days of windless and dry weather, temperatures in the mid-sixties, and clear blue skies but for a few white, fluffy clouds. That being said, the majority of the time, living in Alaska is a lot like being trapped in a frozen turkey with a bag of giblets as the only company. So it was with much anticipation that myself and several colleagues were to go to the field as the april thaw was in full swing.
My giblets for this trip were Turtle and Dr. Heitnutts. Turtle has many times proven himself to be an excellent companion. He is a first rate flunky, trouble-maker and instigator. His boyish charm and rascally looks have kept him in trouble and the rest of us entertained. But for the mangey stubble on his cheeks and appettite for south american transvestites, one could not place his home at the heart of meth country.
Dr. Heitnutts is a man of many faults, the least of which are his love for the worst chili to ever come out of Ohio, and his stingieness with M&Ms from a one pound bag. Despite the title of doctor he knows absolutely nothing about anything. I bring him along in the hopes that one day I might see him eaten by a bear.
... continued in Donnelly Dome: Yeti Attack Part II
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