Along with some basic camping gear, Campbell brought a hefty cache of food stored in plastic tubs and a two-way satellite communicator to check-in with his wife and kids. He planned to spend the next four months alone smack-dab in the center of Interior Alaska.
Campbell had picked a strange place for a summer vacation. The plane had dropped him on the shores of Carey Lake, a mile-long splat of blue surrounded by hundreds of square miles of uninhabited wilderness, filled with some of the roughest terrain in Alaska.
Travel in any direction would
require fighting his way through head-high alder thickets and waist-deep
beaver ponds. To reach the nearest town— Lake Minchumina, population 13
— would require a week of hellish bushwhacking on foot. If it was
solitude Campbell was looking for, he surely found it....<<<Read More>>>...
