The Alaskan Haul Road

It all began in the late sixties, I started core sampling at Finger Mountain for the Alaskan pipeline. Driving in such extreme conditions, -110 below with the wind chill factor, sometimes there was ice fog so thick you couldn't see past the end of the hood of your truck. It became clear many years later, when I would tell stories, that people did not understand or even believe some of the things we did in that vast, frozen, extreme wonderland, so I just stopped talking about it at all. The years went by, life went on, then the TV show came on and soon people were talking about driving the Ice Road. They started asking me if these things were true, and wanted to hear stories about it. I started thinking about it more and more, I wanted to get these stories down so my grandchildren would know what their grandfather did. I didn't realize I was such a big part of history. Soon after, my sister Arlean approached me about putting together a book and letting the whole world know what myself and so many others went through. I said okay, lets head down this road and see where it may take us. Even now though, at seventy two, I am still working odd-jobs, it is hard getting used to working only forty hours a week. A person could work two or three jobs at this rate, and as long as I can move I will continue to work.