Warning: Story may "improve" with campfire and promised beverages.
Had the SPOT, but also had the sat phone we purchased just before the Alaska trip. The straight line distance from Dewey to Simonds is ~4-5 miles. Hiking up Big Creek and then Monumental, theres a definite curve to the path and I figured adding a couple miles might be about right - too much figuring ahead of time and you can talk yourself right out of something, so I purposely avoided too much planning.

I hoped for a quick day hike to do the work and get back for some fishing in Big Creek. Starting off from Dewey shortly after 9A, I had a pack with shovel, tree saw, pruning shears and ax, along with some snacks, water and warm clothes. (I think it hit >100F in Boise that day

) Took me more than 5 hours at a good clip to hike up to the Airstrip. I kicked myself for being old and out of shape and told George when I called him (on the sat phone) later in the day it must've been closer to 9 miles. Later (back home) looked at Frank Church trail guide and the distances came out to 14 miles one way. Cleared fallen tree and grown up "shrubbery" at Simonds by ~8:30P. But wait, the "adventure" gets better! I had changed headlamp batteries back in Boise and somehow the light didn't make it back into my pack. So after hiking past bear scat and wolf tracks all day on the way up, I hiked the last 10 miles or so back to the plane in pitch black, guided as needed by the LED backlight on the sat phone and the flashing LED light on the SPOT. When it's truly pitch black, you'd be amazed how much light those darn things make - you can check it out yourself, but the feeling is altogether different when you're alone and the critters are making noises around you and you have many miles to get back to camp.

. While it helps calm the nerves to remind yourself that mankind has ventured out in the dark without flashlights, etc. for eons, the thought loses weight noting that several of those dudes probably stumbled blindly off cliffs or were eaten.

Surprisingly, by running the first 4 miles downstream from Simonds (wanted to get the creek crossings behind me before dark) and with feet that got pretty good at reading the dished out trail in braille fashion, I made it back to Dewey in 5.5 hours (yes, after 2AM). Woke up to Mike Doris coming in to cart 4 nice backpackers out of Dewey. He shuttled one person and gear over to cabin creek and then came back for the other 3. I thought it was good that I had worked up to going into Dewey, but am again humbled by the Master! Did some maintenance at Dewey and headed over to McCall for breakfast. The guy sitting next to me at the bar at Pancake House said it would've taken him 2 days to eat all that food. I told him I had saved up 2 days to eat it.