Time really does fly when you are having fun, working hard, and enjoy each others company. Next month, April 12 we will have been on this trap line for 5 years.
Bryan used to run a high lead logging show down in lower BC. He also worked a trapline for our friend Ray in his off time. But as you get older, you need a change. Looking at the ads in the back of the B.C. Trapper mag at coffee one morning, we decided to really do something different. "Let's go and run a really remote trapline."
We packed up our two trucks.... looking like the Clampets....(remember The Beverly Hillbillies sitcom) and drove the 1600 or so miles north to Atlin, BC, way up in the furthest NW corner of BC. 200 kms south of Whitehorse, Yukon.
We spent a month in Atlin getting supplies out of Whitehorse, talking to old timers and getting ready. From talking to old timers we bought "Miss Piggy" the SuperWide track Scandic 800. She was later flown out by long line by Helicopter.
We were able to stay at Fritz and Heike's house (they were the ones who sold us this trapline) and remember well the hours of looking at their photo's and asking questions.
The DeHavilland Beaver was having work done on it and so we waited and waited. If we didn't get in by the first week in April we might not be able to get in til June when Atlin Lake finally goes off. Finally, on April 12 we flew the 100 kms south, over high Mountain peaks into this really remote area. The closest dirt road is 80 kms north. Our nearest neighbour is another trapper 25 miles SE of us who is also on a fly in only trapline.
Bryan flew in first with the taken apart Tundra 300 plus supplies... He put that Tundra back together while Vikki was flying out with more supplies. Bryan drove the skidoo over to where he had seen from the plane, a big clump of snow which had to be the little trapline cabin. There was a good 6 feet of snow on the ground and he had to dig his way down to find the door and open it.
After Vikki arrived there was quite a pile of supplies on the ice. A DeHavilland Beaver can hold 1200 lbs.
Back and forth Bryan went hauling the stuff while Vikki tried to find places for all the stuff.
We slept in the bunk beds that night.. couldn't get the camp stove that was there, working.. had to cook our food out in the snowbank. But we were incredibly happy.
The next day Bryan tore out the small 5'5" long bunks and the small shelf for cooking and made a fairly good cooking area and better sleeping arrangements. Luckily the guide outfitter who had a large lodge here came flying in in his super cub. He told us he would bring in another camp stove.
Not many photos' because our camera had gotten stolen in Prince George on the way up and all we had were two disposable cameras. If you go to the Labels on the left hand side and scroll down to (arriving here and arriving here in 07) there are some pictures...
And so that was the start.......
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Congratulations on five years of living the lifestyle you love! We look forward to another five years full of adventures and blog posts.
ReplyDeleteWow .. i love your story .... you are both very couragus ...
ReplyDeleteContinue to make me dream .. Your pen and your photo it very appreciated ..
About the little package, it on the way. But Vicki , dont let Bryan open the metal can insine ...
Stef
Hey Vikki its plain to see you guy's are mean't to be out there. And many more years to come take care my faraway friend:)
ReplyDeletecongrates on five years, thanks for the photos and stories i love it, your living my dream since i was 4 years old and my old man took me into tobeatic in remote nova scotia. Worked my whole life as a woods bum logging, Pct, selling firewood. cruising timber and what ever else. Spent some time engineering in BC for high lead logging its a awesome place maybe be back some day to live your kind of life, but right now your blog is filling the void THANKs
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