I have a deep respect for Dick,
not just because of the cabin he built, or his solitude in Alaska, but more because of his deep attention and awareness with nature. Monitoring flocks and animal families, constantly going out to check up on mountain goats scrambling the faces, capturing it all with a camera. There is great risk in doing this for so long, alone.
As being Alaskan born, to an outdoors family, I was from early on in contact with similar people who etched out their existence in cabins out in the woods. This was to me common there. For someone coming from the lower 48, at his age, it was very unique and a testament to his abilities.
Keep in mind that he had supplies flown in via bushplane, the Alaskan transit system in most remote areas. My sister lived in Kodiak for a long time and still zips about in bushplane's to go fishing, etc.
My mother was a nurse and flew from reservation to reservation via Sesna.
My brother was a mountain climber, my other sister was a rock climber and worked in Denali and we would spend long summers trekking and climbing.
But the network and dependancy, whether supplies or contacts, is still there, after all, we are human, and social animals.
Notice also, was the meager state of his garden. Mostly root vegetables. No cold frames, greenhouses, or raised beds. He said it himself, he was less a farmer and more a carpenter. I do remember a few farmers who succeeded with good crops in their yards, but it requires a diligence.
The winters are what became unbearable for him at his old age, and I can understand. The depression, not just the cold, associated with long spells of darkness, are too much. Creates some odd behaviour in people. Walking to school, looking out the window at lunch, pitch black. School's out, pitch black. I remember reading the highest suicide rates in teens are in similar arctic regions with long spells without light. It's also a matter of proper vitamin balance.
He did good! Darn good! A great naturalist.
After 11 years, I have been feeling an itch to go back and visit.
But it's not the same. Too much oil industry cutting into the parks, wild game hunting, blasting wolves from helicopters, etc. etc. etc.
It strikes a deep chord for those born there.
Sorry about the rant! Don't get into it that often!
Back to the man!