He crossed paths with, and connected to other human beings in ways not imagined possible: the driver expecting angels, non-teaching teachers, prostitutes, beach combers, grave diggers, jet pilots, college professor dropouts, Callie’s letter never delivered, the Hells Angel Old Lady, the jade picker, the pink-clogged British Professor of literature striding a remote Mexican beach, the stitch-giving Carmel Bar cocktail waitress, the death defying Mexican bus drivers, a single testicle artist, an escaped prisoner fleeing Mexican Federales, the Los Angeles gay couple, the Canadian youths asked to take a horse in trade for sex with their women, a Humboldt County logger-drug dealer spinning and dancing into the wet Eureka night, forehead sweating, and many more not listed here.
About the Author
Arriving in Alaska in 1955, in June's twenty-four-hour daylight, Jim Hunter knew he was home. And having called Alaska home since he's experienced most of the events in this story, as well as capturing others from those encountered while going solo into Alaska's most remote wilds. Backpacking on foot in the long summers, on skis and snow machines in winter, as well as by kayak, by canoe, and in various aircraft owned over the years, standing still was never his style. Following four years in the Air Force, he graduated from San Francisco State College in 1962 with a BA in Journalism. His previous book OFFBEAT BAJA published by Chronicle Books sold well in the US and Europe. His wife of many years, Marilyn Mount of New Jersey, has shared many adventures with him, both before and after retiring from her position as a Counselor in the Fairbanks Unified School District. Jim and Marilyn now divide each year between homes in Fairbanks, AK and Tucson AZ.
