Day 66
Kirkwood put me to work today doing the typical maintenance routine. Considering today was supposed to be our return to the Outside, it’s good to be burning trash in Kennicott.
After eight hours of mindlessly being a sanitation specialist, I returned to the Wagon Road for a planned 30 minute run. Well, the colder temperatures this summer resulted in low berry growth in the upper elevations, consequently causing the bears to stay closer town. That turned out to be amazingly true on today’s run. The first bear was sitting in the soapberries casually looking on as I passed and was only noticed when I was directly next to him. The second bear was further down the road and he scared the Christ out of me as my running treed him with a startling “harrumph!”. And, the third and final bear was on the return to Kennicott on the McCarthy road. Nothing threatening about him, but after the first two I wasn’t in the mood for any other bears.
Before dinner, the Cyr women and I poached the Ammonia Plant, breaking in through a smashed out window on the glacier side of the lowest floor. Bonnie was reserved about the poach, but quickly came on board as we made our way throughout the old building. Conveniently, we started this poach earlier than last night and the approaching darkness wasn’t much of an issue.
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