Dad kept a small notepad for a journal during his first days out at Gray Cliffs. It was one of the more precious things to be found at the cabin. It was in the little cabin, mildewed and damp.
I love that I have this glimpse into the past and his thoughts as he begins his Alaska cabin journey. I thought that I would copy and share with you all.
Lot 306
Gray Cliff Sub.
1st Day May 16, 1987
Walked Bill &Barb back to beach & trk (truck) to say good-by, & watch the trk go down the beach-sense of alowness (sic) settles in.
Setting up camp in early P.M. Got to listen to radio for correct time and set my clock. 7pm
2nd Day 5-17
Started foundation and floor- got water, shot a spruce hen- worked on camp.
Isn’t enough hrs. in day when have to cook, clean and work. Got over 1st day rush- finally ate sup at 10:30 p.m.-tired.
Alaska on my mind... 