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Originally Posted by CC1
Back in 1970 when I was 11 years old I rode with my dad in his big Mack semi hauling the first exploratory camp trailers up to the North Slope. We drove to within 50 miles of the arctic ocean from Fairbanks, Alaska. At one Eskimo village we stopped at I was the first white kid the Eskimo kids had ever seen except on TV.
There was no "road" we were driving on ground cleared by big dozer's. We also had to drive our big Semi with it's 40' flatbed trailer with a mobile home on it over the Yukon river and other rivers many, many times as the rivers twisted around in our path a lot. I was scared out of my mind riding in that big rig as it drove over the ice of the Yukon river.
We ended up in a blizzard and were stranded for days until the search airplane saw us and they sent the big D9 Cat dozers to dig us out. What was supposed to be a three or four day trip turned into 9 days. What an adventure!
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Wow you have seriously had an interesting life!!! You should write a book. I would pick up a copy!
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