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That's the one.Was Ice Axe the 9% brew specially brewed for the West Rib by Glacier in Anchorage?
Had a couple of those for sure.
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That is the Alaska mountain man dream woman. One who can climb and has an airplane!
Met a couple like that up there. Too wild in their youth for me. Spend time hiking, talking, having beers, liking a lot about the gal. Then she is snorting a little coke before heading into the Fairview to see some music. No dice for me. Im too old fashioned.
Most, except a few, carry a gun and hunt. There used to be a difference where most all accepted reality and practicality. I think they have even become pussified.
I ate a lot of breakfasts in that cafe she was in, the Talkeetna Roadhouse and many a $5 burger and beer night for locals in the West Rib Pub attached to Nagely’s.
We wont tell the rest of the stories.......
Made me miss flying through the mountains in everything from a Cub to a Navajo or KingAir.
Lots of 185’s, Beavers, and Otters on skis and floats.
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I liked the lat 62 as well. I was young, 21-22, and the party was not there.......
Plus I was into cheap food and a good deal on beers!
I knew the ladies from McKinley Air as I worked just across from them. One of em was kinda good looking IIRC? Or maybe my mind is fuzzy....
I was there the summer Paul from TAT cartwheeled a plane on the Kahiltna after “delivering”pizzas to his sister who ran base camp. Oops.
I know its not the same. I wouldnt have the same time I did back then.
I will say I got to fly with Doug Geeting once. WOW.....
Also got to fly with Jim Okenek before he couldn't fly and was lucky to get to shoot the breeze and milk some stories out of Mr Hudson of Hudson Air Service, though he was getting pretty serious dementia at the time. His eyes would light up and you could tell he was reliving the memory and it gave him so much joy to tell great flying stories. Cliff was his name but we all called him Sir or Mr Hudson.
Where were you flying out of? My close friends still have a chunk of land across the river out the Petersville road, but that place looks like the standard American suburban sprawl nowadays......
I got to fly with some cool old pilots when I was there. Much more fun than the young bucks. Our check-off pilot Pete would always play classical music in his airplanes. He almost always fell asleep when giving another pilot their check ride....... Sweatpants and velcro shoes..... Not what one expects a legend of an Alaska pilot to be wearing.
Good times. Someday I want to take the kids though momma is somehow freaked out about small plane flying. From a woman that drives in Denver rush hour traffic......
Sometimes I pick a fight just because!?