Something I have been wanting to do for the last couple months is start to recall memories. I know that sounds like a weird thing to do, but I have so many memories of my childhood, that I fear I will forget them.
I’m not talking about just writing little snippets of where I was and what I did. I intend to describe in detail the memories I have as best as I can.
I don’t know why I worry that I am going to lose these memories, but it just seems like I did so much, so many different things, that I don’t want to forget where I am coming from.
At a young age I traveled to a lodge on the Arctic Coast, I learned to drive at an hunting camp in the middle of the Canadian Arctic, work for 3 summers at a Old Gold Mine turned exploration camp, assisted in guiding both Caribou and Musk-ox hunts, got to walk with a thousand caribous, cruise around in a helicopter, travel to mexico twice and go on a cruise.
I have done an abundance of things at only 20 years old. I hope you’ll come along the journey of my memory.
