"Six Pack & an Old Dirt Road".. A journey back to elk country.

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"Six Pack & an Old Dirt Road".. A journey back to elk country.

Author: Chris Awe

May 20, 2009
(5 comments)

     I woke up 2 hours before my alarm was scheduled to go off. The hitch of my truck was literally dragging on the ground from the heavy berth of the U-Haul trailer. We had exceeded the weight-load two times fold, and i had every intention of surpassing the advised travel-speed limitations as well. 1600 miles of American "road culture" stood between us and home (trucker bombs, road kill, and toothless smiles).

     Fighting off the hypnotic rhythm of Darrel's ears flapping in the wind, I stayed awake as he barked out the window into the early morning light. If we could keep this pace, we'd make into the mountains by night fall. My fiancee (Annie) was piloting our other rig: a sweet-ass Subaru garnered with every roof-rack accessory known to mankind. Employing the means of everything except maybe a few kayaks, Annie flew the soaring colors of a "Mountain Dew" generation high above the Suby as we boogied through the western states.

     Our destination was the mountain life we'd come to love over the last decade. having most recently spent several months in the Bay Area of NorCal, our wandering spirits were ready to go back. Back to where cellular service (if any) is strongly affected by cloud cover, to where the bartenders happily pour "to go" cups, and also to where elk scream in the mountains 3-4 weeks out of every fall.

the drive

As a whole, the sub-Transamerica 32 hour push unfolded rather well. Annie started to show early symptoms of a potential Swine Flu infection around hour 11. Luckily we were able to flush her system with a healthy dosage of fluids and TexMex from a characteristic lobby-bar in the border lands of Nevada & Idaho. A battle for the fit, Annie fought and won. Swine Flu or Highway Fever, we left it there.

Now home; it's back to the war-path of work and play. It's 4AM, and I'm writing these thoughts from a one room cabin outside of town. As the light bulb next to me illuminates my steaming coffee, I know it's the only lamp burning for miles. With Annie jabbering nonsense in her sleep, and our two dogs snoring at the base of the wood stove, I look forward to my commute into town. There, I will regain an internet and cellular channel to the guys & gals at Sitka, and carry on like normal. (Warpath) Blazing efforts to contribute greater awareness and brand integrity to the best hunting gear the world has ever seen... Sitka Gear.

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I recently got a pellet stove. The best part is you don't need to spend a ton of money. I got mine on craigslist for $500. This stove keeps my house very warm.

pellet stove pipe Posted At 11/20/2009 01:09 PM

always new you operated at your peak performance from your office at 10,000 feet. Live-work-Play

jr Posted At 5/20/2009 05:33 PM

Brilliant!
Can't wait to come up and visit.

P.K. Posted At 5/20/2009 03:33 PM

Mountain digs, Elk and lagers.... Hmmm pretty good life style. Cash & I will be ready to join the fun in just a few years. Looking forward to August!

John Ward Posted At 5/20/2009 10:16 AM

Dude, jealous of the elk country! Cool cabin. Can't wait to get up there in a couple months...cheers.

Dave

David Binkley Posted At 5/20/2009 09:41 AM

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