The Call of the Wild: A Journey Through Alaska’s Scenic Terrain
“Traveling – it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.” – Ibn Battuta
At various junctures in my life, I’ve felt a deep and inexplicable pull—a yearning that Jack London so aptly named the Call of the Wild. The most recent instance of this longing came in July 2017, when, on a whim, I decided to embark on a journey to Alaska. Unlike the rugged adventurers in London’s tales, I traded a rucksack for the modern convenience of a cozy RV, my vessel for exploring the untamed beauty of this majestic state.
My goal was simple yet profound: to connect with nature and immerse myself in the wonders of Alaska’s vast, untouched terrain. Traveling by RV allowed me to experience the raw allure of the wilderness without sacrificing the security and comfort that made long days on the road a delight rather than a challenge.
I squint into the sun, which hangs low in the pale sky. Midnight approaches, yet the sun seems reluctant to leave its perch. The Alaskan summer days feel endless—an enchanting disorientation that dazzles and humbles me. I realize this is my first impression of the journey ahead: a land of permanent light, rugged beauty, and uncharted possibilities.