What's it like to ski tour in Kamchatka?
One morning I had a pack of wild dogs sneak up on me.
It was right around dawn, and we were making a long ski traverse between 2 volcanos, 50 km from the nearest road. A thick fog slowly gave way to epic alpenglow, and three or four wild dogs (huskies/ hyenas) from behind..!
Or the time we had to bushwack through a remote air-force base; around a runway, with a fleet of MiG figher jets just a five iron away. Jumping into the bushes when a jeep would pass; there’d have been trouble if they’d have found us.! Hardly speaking a lick of Russian as we did…
Or when we were invited to tea with some Itelmen shamans. ‘I feel like I’ve known you my whole life’. ! (via translator ;)
Not quite Cooke City. But close!