“We want a lot of Dana in it,” I was told, so I wrote in the first person and never missed an opportunity for the reader to have fun at my expense. I have extraordinary memories. The hike over the Chilkoot Trail was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and it’s going to stay that way. I’m still wondering what happened to Madison, the very pregnant frog I met on the Hurricane Turn flagstop train. I can still sing all the lyrics to Belly Meat’s signature song, heard during the Boardwalk Boogie in Pelican. I never again need to see grizzly bears as up close and personal as I did with Gary Porter and Bald Mountain Air.
Dana Stabenow. Alaska Traveler (Kindle Locations 3203-3207). Gere Donovan Press.
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