Hey, hey—friends and family, it’s me again. Since I’ve been living above the Arctic Circle, I’ve occasionally updated this blog with my latest life adventures. I know my last post was more than six months ago, but I promise to be better about writing more frequently. Sometimes, it’s difficult just to get to civilization, let alone civilization that actually has working Internet, but I’ll make the effort. A lot has been happening over the last several months, but one of the first things I want to tell you about is the new addition to my cabin—some beautiful rustic barn lights.
It was the craziest thing. I looked around my 400-square-foot cabin and decided that it was too dark. The last time I visited Inuvik, I was updating my blog at a little Internet café when an ad popped up for rustic barn lighting. I dismissed it at first, but I couldn’t get the thought out of my head that this rustic lighting might be just what my little cabin needed. Right then and there, I ordered some rustic barn lights online. That was back in December, and it’s now July. So, the story is this—
The rustic barn lighting came in two boxes that were shipped by airplane from California to Alaska. After arriving in Sitka, a helicopter pilot flew them to Inuvik, Canada. By this time, it was February. The boxes sat around for two more months in the post office, until one day the clerk decided to see why no one had picked them up. He was able to discover my whereabouts after doing some research and asking around at the Internet café. Ultimately, he came to the decision to hire this nomad named Hunger (no joke) to journey out to me. He gave Hunger snow shoes and other supplies to help with his mission. Well, along the way, Hunger got so cold that he had to stop and recuperate at my nearest neighbor’s log house, about 83 miles away from me.
Miss Indigo, who owns the log house, fed him and took care of him for about a month, until the frost bite dissipated and he was ready to venture out again, this time using Miss Indigo’s dogsled. A week ago, he finally arrived at my cabin and helped me install my new rustic lighting. Thanks to Hunger, the old cabin is now a much brighter place. It feels like home. I let Hunger stay in my cabin for a week before he made his trek back to Inuvik. I couldn’t let him make the journey alone again, so I traveled back with him on my dogsled as a way to thank him. That’s how I ended up back in this Internet café, where I’m updating my blog, telling you my story about rustic barn lights.