Breakfast on a hill in Alaska

Here I am eating oatmeal on a rocky hillside near our tent. It was a foggy morning, August 12, 2005 at 8:00 am. The weather was unusually hot during the day and unbearably quiet. We would have normally been awakened by deafening birds but because the weather was so hot, all animals must have been hunkered down somewhere.

This is true wilderness camping, which is what my wife and I love best. There are no trails, no park rules, no other people for miles around. The environment is unspoiled and we leave it as we found it.

For this particular camping trip, we canoed for about 2 miles and hiked only about 50-100 feet straight up to this location. We live in Southeast Alaska and, so far, this is mainly where my wife and I have camped. We hope to camp and hike everywhere eventually.