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My northern adventure takes me on a revisit through northern BC, the Yukon and the big state of Alaska. During my short stay, I have attempted to detail my passage through this majestic land.

At one point while hiking, I slipped on the snow and fell forwards. The weight of my pack propelled me forwards and I stopped about a foot short of sliding head first into a tree trunk.

The loose pile of mossy volcanic rocks made scrambling a slippery and dangerous ordeal. The boulders initially looked stable until I stepped on them then they started to slide.

The only poisonous creature in the park, the Midget Faded Rattlesnake, curled up into a striking posture as I crept closer for a shot.

This was one of the most rugged bushwhack I undertook. The thick bush was one thing but the spiny thorns of the Devil’s Club and Wild Rose was another.

I had to keep in mind that this area is treacherous as huge chunks of ice can calve off as is evident by irregular blocks of ice strewn about.

Once I laid down in the snow, I didn’t have the desire to get up and start moving. I was physically and mentally drained.

A resident chipmunk came around. It must have jumped on top of my tent as I heard something hit the top then slide down the side wall.

The thunder is deafening and the rain strikes again with heavy force. There is this sense of awe and excitement as I observe and feel nature’s fury.

The bushes were so thick I couldn’t see in front of me and knowing this is bear country (grizzly and black) I made lots of noise by shouting out loud.