Greetings to all my A2K friends.
I have arrived in Alaska and am now only hours away from my wilderness adventure. It's cold up here, around 32 fahrenheit, and very, very isolated. I am at the last outpost before thousands of miles of untamed forests stretch northward. I am a little scared.
Soon I will be plummeting naked through the brisk Alaskan air. Once I hit the water the airplane will circle once to assure that I didn't drown and then head back and leave me alone to brave the elements.
I have asked the pilot, a gentle soul named Orga Thinnt, to take a picture of me before I remove my clothes and climb into the airplane...
I'm gonna miss you guys. Obviously I can't write and will have no way of communicating.
I don't know what else to say.
Goodbye.
Gustav of the North