Hello all
I became concerned with the state of world affairs back in 91. At that time the path that we were on was a concern but the situation we are in now is down right scary. I spent 17 years playing the game by the rules and acquired the american dream as far as house, cars, possessions, blah, blah, blah. In February I lost my wife to cancer. After sitting in a dark living room drinking beer for three months I came out of hiding and felt like Punxatanie Phil, the groundhog who saw his shadow and ran back inside. Wow, things are screwed up.
Fortunately, back in 1991 I bought 40 acres in a nice part of alaska. That brings me to the reason for this post.
I decided to get out of dodge about 2 months ago. Sold my possessions, bought an old pathfinder to get over the ALCAN Highway, packed all my stores and gear in a U-Haul and set out from Kansas City on a mission. Everything went well until I hit the Canadian border. Because of the terrorist concerns they check your background very well. Long story made short, I punched out some gorilla in Las Vegas a few years back and was arrested for a misdomenor assault which I bailed out for but never went back. The border police and the Mounties were not impressed and refused me access to the great nation of Canada.
Not to be beaten, I drove straight west from North Dakota to Bellingham Washington with the intent of catching the ferry to Seward as they describe on their website. They stopped that service 2 years ago. Apparently nobody bothered to update the website. Not being one to give up, I called my brother in Montana to come out and assist. He drove my caravan across the ALCAN while I sat in a coach seat on a jet and was flown into Anchorage. I got settled in, will start the cabin next spring as I am out of time. The logs are all cut and drying but it won't take many as all of the trees were about 100' tall. I got food and supplies for 4 or more years and enough cash to get by if I am frugal. My family all thinks that I am a wackjob, maybe I am.
The moral of the story is----if your retreat is up north, clear up your criminal record as you will not get into Canada. I am not a drinker but my brother-in-law was refused entry because of one DUI which happened 12 years ago.
A Joke that I told one of the Mounties which he did not find funny:
Years ago, the queen stated that somebody needed to come up with a name for the great land which we now call CANADA. An advisor recommended that they stick letters into a hat and have a commoner draw letters in order to come up with a name. They pulled over a commoner, told him the point and ordered him to draw letters. He proceeded and drew a letter and said "C" aye, "N" aye, "D" aye.
Hence the name C A(aye) N A(aye) D A(aye)