Living this Alaska life is not easy for a fair amount of us. Many of us are just crazy, but for me, leaving all that I left behind in Denver to be up here in North Pole, Alaska is just outright absurd. Yet, I am still here.
I have learned in the 18 months of living in Alaska that it's worth it. I truly feel like I have followed God's direction in my life to be where I am at for not only my husband, but for my children as well.
Here is the brief info on our place.
My husband bought our piece of property before I knew him or met him.
He started to build an airplane hangar next to an airstrip in North Pole. On 1/3rd of this hangar would be his apartment that he originally was to share with his brother.
In 2005, we met.
In Summer of 2006, we married and 20 days later, I stepped foot in Alaska with never being here before.
To make this story even shorter, we determined by Spring of 2007 (once he returned from the Slope), we would live on our property to make our build more effective and efficient. We lived in a tent for 105 days before moving into our hangar.
In September, the husband left for moose guiding and the children and I moved into the last 2 lower rooms that were to be sheet rocked. (Those were the office space and our workout room).
This situation has been in process of 101 days as of today.
It's December... and we are closer, but still not completely finished.
I haven't had a stove to cook on since May 2007. We grill, microwave, crock pot, and toaster oven all our food.
allow my husband to live his dream and to live in Alaska.
I will let this be a picture gallery. There will be tons. Hopefully I could resize a few of these so that they won't be so large. (Back in the day, the husband didn't know how to do these things!)
The first picture.
This is our property when my husband first started.
This is when my husband started the dirt work. He dug all the way to gravel to use for our foundation. He made it to the water table. This will eventually become our pond.