The Sun Is a Compass: A 4,000-Mile Journey into the Alaskan Wilds

There had been years of planning, and now, just as my solo was starting in earnest, the whole narrative changed. Glancing for a minute at the satellite image map, I searched for an alternate path. I mentally recited the mantra that I knew to be true after years of experience—that the plan falling apart is a natural part of any worthwhile adventure.