Alaska... Ft Wainwright... I live in the great untamed Interior of Alaska.
The temperature jumps into the 90s in the summer, and plummets into the -60s in the winter!
Fairbanks, AK... you will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villiany.
I have survived my first winter in Alaska. I have spent God only knows how long out in the extremes this last winter doing crazy shit for the Army. I have found a new way to get really pissed off... My squad leader asked me to put snow chains on the Front Line Ambulance, M-997. I said ok... I forgot it was -45 outside and pitch black. I am half asleep when she tells me to do this. So I throw my Extreme Cold Weather Gear on and get ready to brave the elements. After one hour of intense struggling, a vast array of swear words, and semi-numb hands I finally get the chains on. Upon a closer examination of my handywork I realize that I have put the Bungee cords on backwards!!! Grrrrrr!!!!!! So I swear some more, become engorged with rage and eXtreme hatred for this God forsaken weather while I fumble with these tools of the devil. After about 20 minutes I finish, expecting to roll out with the convoy... but it turns out that our fearless Lieutenant had taken a wrong turn some time ago and the lead vehicles are not only stuck in a four foot deep snow bank but lost as well! So about three hours later the convoy gets moving again only to be delayed by more deep snow. Argh!!!!!! Man, I got issues!
Lesson learned... You can't spell LosT with out LT.
