So I discovered a collapsed trapper cabin, with a knife...

Back in the day, when I lived in Anchorage (Spenard, actually) my dad and I would go down there to camp and fish. Learned to drive the old Jeep on the road into Skilak Lake, ate halibut at the Anchor River Inn. Good times.

Parker
 
Thanks for the update and how the knife has been brought back to life, theses are the kind of things I like to hear. Makes for a fun reading and we get to live vicariously through your adventures.
 
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