Monday, March 18, 2013

Going South to Get to North Pole

When I was a young kid we lived so far north we had to go south to get to North Pole. I've told that joke my whole life. You see, we lived in Fairbanks Alaska which is a little north of a town named North Pole.

I don't remember much of  Alaska, we moved to Utah when I was only three. But I do remember my red parka. It was down filled and the hood was lined with fur to keep the face warm in the -40F or colder. I have to admit, one of the things I'm excited about for this expedition is being able to have a good reason to have a good polar parka. I know, silly, but I guess I like a little nastalgia. I've thought a lot about my Alaska heritage lately. I'll have to share more of my Alaska stories in future posts.

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