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 whatever adventures are going on in my life. I know the last post I posted was more than six months ago, but I promise to be better about writing more often. It’s just hard sometimes to get to civilization and then to get to civilization that actually has working Internet, but I’ll do better. A lot has been going on the last several months, but one of the first things I want to tell you about is the new addition to my cabin—rustic barn lights.
It was the craziest thing. I decided that my 400-square-foot cabin was just a little too dark, so last time I was in Inuvik, I was in a little Internet café updating my blog, when an ad came up for rustic barn lighting. At first I dismissed it, but then I got to thinking how this rustic lighting might be just what my cabin was missing. So right then and there I ordered online some rustic barn lights. Well, that was obviously 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 was picking up these packages. He discovered my whereabouts after investigating a few things and asking questions at the Internet café, and he decided to hire this nomad named Hunger (no joke) to journey out to me. He gave Hunger supplies and snow shoes, etc. to help. Well, along the way, Hunger got so cold he had to stop at my nearest neighbor’s log house, which is about 83 miles away from me.
Miss Indigo (my neighbor) fed him and took care of him for about a month, until the frost bite was gone and he was ready to venture out again, this time on Miss Indigo’s dogsled. Just last week he finally made it to my cabin and helped me mount my new rustic lighting. The old cabin is much brighter now and feels a lot more like home. I let Hunger stay with me for a week before he made his trek back to Inuvik. But as you might have guessed, I traveled back with him on my dogsled to say thank you. And that’s how I ended back in this Internet café, where I’m updating my blog, telling you my rustic barn lights story.