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    Eliguk Journal – January 14, 2021.

    Walks with Dogs...It’s been over a week, (I’m on day nine to be exact); since Mountain Man left for Vanderhoof. The first 7 days were very much enjoyable. The weather was windy, but sunny…skiffs of snow here and there. I got outside everyday for some fresh air. I’d been compiling all my journals into the format of a book. Until I realized I had a total of 180,448 words! I guess I may have to break it up into the actual 2 years that it is, using the months as chapters. Anyhow, I’ve had Vertigo before…a short period of it last year where it was bad enough I could barely…

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    Eliguk Journal – January 10, 2021.

    The dogs whined and paced, as I stirred awake, reluctantly opening one eye…then the other. It was morning pee time for the pooches. A soft scarlet glow filtered through the window, where hot red billowy clouds filled the landscape signalling another amazing sunrise. I dragged myself out of bed, put on my long Muck boots that sit behind the wood stove (my bare feet welcoming the warm felt inside.) All the dogs piled by the door, stretching, yawning and jockeying for position - trying to be the first to charge out the door. “Me”, I yelled! “I’m first”…”wait here”. I put a head lamp on, which shone across the cabin…

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    Eliguk Journal – January 6, 2021.

    To say the last few weeks were a blur, is an understatement! The holidays may have been uneventful for many, but if I didn't have my dated photo's to look back to...I wouldn't have remembered everything that happened. I left out some of Mountain Man's experience when he returned home ahead of me in the last journal entry. He returned home early to get the dogs food back, and relieve Luke who had to be at work for his first day on the job the following Monday. Luke was no housekeeper, and he was honest about that from the beginning - which we knew wasn't the important thing on our…

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    Eliguk Journal – December 30th, 2020.

    You'd think I'd get some time to blog between & during holidays (since many people are in forced single family isolation),...but no! Trying to document the last segment of our excruciating trip to town, has been on my mind every single day since my fingers last touched my keyboard. We've gone through a few guests since then, and I'll post about that in a few days. Now, where were we? Oh yes, parked in the Carnegie's driveway after our night in their beautiful little cabin along their Blackwater River ranch named 'Sleepy Hollow'. December 2nd - There was a renewed sense of hope today. A cold night that set up…

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    Eliguk Journal – December 20, 2020.

    Glassing the lake...November 30 – Was spent revising a plan. It was -10C overnight, a night Mother Nature spent making ice, also helping the packed trail set up some. The only snow machine that was light enough to take a chance on getting across a 50 foot wide creek, was Luke’s sled. But we wouldn’t be able to tow any of the supplies across. Sure, the Summit 1000 could do it, but it’s a one person machine and also can’t tow anything across. Cottonwood Creek is about 12km from Walt’s ranch, and getting in trouble there, by plunging into a sub-zero creek could be life threatening. You’d have to build…

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    Eliguk Journal – December 16, 2020.

    The lure of a place can be strong, so strong, that a person may find it difficult to leave. Our small, cozy, warm cabin – with its sturdy log walls, quaint porch and a lake view that takes your breath away! It encapsulates you…and keeps you locked away deeply entwined in the thick of woods, where the forest meets the stars. Don't get me wrong - it's not really a bad thing... The Grimm Brothers described their Black forest in Germany as a dark, foggy, heavily fir & pine forested, fabled landscape…where sunlight rarely pierced through. The perfect place to lure the likes of Hansel & Gretel into getting hopelessly…

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    Eliguk Journal – November 26th, 2020.

    Having a gray kind of day...The temperatures stayed above zero, and the blanket of white snow slowly compacted with a few nights of rain we had. The one inch layer of ice that had formed on the lake, slowly rotted over the last few days. Waiting for freeze up seems to be prolonged, but comparing this year to the last few - we are pretty much on par. I pushed my pot through the lake without needing a chisel gathering my water this morning. I'm going through one big pail of water a day, and dumping one pail of water a day - so 2 pails now take up residents…

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    Eliguk Journal – November 23, 2020.

    Photo of the Kluskus Loggers - courtesy of Luke Carnegie.It was just about the time that I heard from neighbor Luke, that the crew boss on the logging cut behind us had a beautiful 7 month old female German Shepherd. That’s usually a female’s first heat cycle (it can last up to a month), and believe it or not a wilderness dog that’s not accustomed to heavy artificial city odors can smell much like a wolf, as it’s senses are heightened from it’s wilderness life. Anyhow they can smell a long ways away if the wind is in their favor. I let the dogs out of the cabin, as Mountain…

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    Eliguk Journal – November 18, 2020.

    Christmas season is being celebrated by many people early this year, and why not? Since the latest precipitation came in the form of a half foot white blanket - it seems fitting. For me that means it's time to spice up life and go red head. Although I don't know why I'm so happy about feeding my chickens. The hens stopped laying, and are squeezing out a meager egg a day! Yup, one! One egg,...one single egg for all 17 hens in total. Even with the additional lighting we rigged up for them to bathe in every evening. There are too many hens still in molt, taking a break from…

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    Eliguk Journal – November 12, 2020.

    The aftermath of the last wind storm...about a hundred trees! That's the estimation Mountain Man came back with after clearing the trail all the way from Eliguk to Walt Lamperts 35km one way. Two plus tanks of gas in his chainsaw and he ground the teeth on an entire chain. "What a mucky, wet mess," is what he kept repeating. "Lucky you didn't come", he said. "We'd likely have just argued the whole way", he said. A whole 7 hours straight of cutting, in total an 11 hour trip to Walts and back to get the rest of our supplies from the truck. 10 bags of chicken feed, and the…

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