A quick trip to Chamberlain Basin, a look see prior to flying in this winter on the skis and spending the night in one of the ranger cabins. One of those mornings when I couldn't tell if what I was looking at was smoke, or weather: looking back at my place while I tried to make up my mind to continue.

After a 200 mile+ cruise at 10K+ and 3.4 GPH (love that BigBore) I landed at Chamberlain and within 45 seconds I accomplished my mission: Ranger Jess informed me (great guy, no over bearing attitude whatsoever, a credit to the FS) that the cabins are NOT available to even wintertime use, end of story. Now, I can't even sneak in there and claim ignorance,

but I saved the dough on the little Honda generator I was going to buy for pre-heating. Besides, though I dreamed this winter flight up, every time I thought about it, it kind of spooked me, I bet that is a lonely damn place in the middle of winter. I had forgotten to load up a grocery bag with old paperbacks I would otherwise take to the thrift store, Jess would have been a worthy recipient.
Then a few high ridge top landings once out of the Frank,

and the usual stop at Mackay, where if you taxi down the trail at the north end of the runway, you end up a couple hundred yards from a great gas station/restaurant joint, more importantly you can take a picture of your plane by these signs. Crap, I just noticed the fire hydrant, lucky I didn't get a ticket.
