Life in the tipi was interesting.

Just before I was discharged I had a Volkswagen Beetle, a complete 18-foot Cheyenne tipi, a flintlock rifle, a set of buckskins, a tomahawk and some other basic assorted gear and the dream of living in the woods for a full year.

It’s been over forty years since I did this but even now some of what happened I remember like it was yesterday and some of it has blurred with age.

I left the tipi to hitch hike to Alaska.

I’ll post about living in a tipi some day but until that enjoy my hitch hike to Alaska tales of woe and derring-do.

These links are to another blog I write, they are good and cover the trip on the end of my thumb to Alaska. They are in order and are fairly long reads.

https://piccoloshash.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-part-of-three-getting-to-alcan.html

https://piccoloshash.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-dont-remember-time-of-day.html

https://piccoloshash.blogspot.com/2010/12/ah-yes-shelby-montana.html

https://piccoloshash.blogspot.com/2010/12/dawson-creek-to-kodiak-on-end-of-my.html

https://piccoloshash.blogspot.com/2010/12/fourteen-years-i-have-been-writing.html

https://piccoloshash.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-wasnt-all-depression-suicide-and.html

https://piccoloshash.blogspot.com/2010/12/number-of-people-have-asked-me-how-i.html