I work as an engineer for the FAA and travel throughout the state on the Weather Camera Program. I enjoy my job tremendously and have met some of the finest pilots in Alaska. I travel to some very remote places in Alaska, anywhere that we have a camera.
I have a lot of adventures and have accumulated a lot of stories, most of them aviation related. Last year a co-worker and I scheduled a trip to Rohn because the site was down. Like most of our trips, weather always plays a factor. Most warm days are cloudy limiting flying through the mountain passes and clear days in the winter bring frigid cold. Availability of aircraft can be a problem as well. We needed a DeHavilland Beaver because of all the gear we needed. The site is run on solar power, wind generators and batteries so we needed spare wind turbines and a generator to charge batteries. It was -20 F in Anchorage, but Talkeetna was -5 F. We decided to try it, we had arctic gear, food, sleeping bags and there is a BLM cabin at Rohn. We were planning on spending one night. Our plans would change.
This is R.J. as we loaded the Beaver. What a luxury being able to load in a hanger.
DeHavilland Beaver on skis would be our ride to Rohn. It wouldn't be our ride home however.
View of Denali on takeoff.
Chelatna Lake
Chelatna Lake is about 35 air miles from Talkeetna. This is a view looking north. Rohn is due west and is about 100 air miles from Talkeetna.
The Alaska Range
The Alaska Range is truly mountains as far as the eye can see. It is a treat to be able to fly over them instead of trying to fly below the clouds and through the passes.
Middle Triple Peak
Rohn Airstrip
Lining up
The tracks are from an aircraft flying fuel in for the Iron Dog race.
Turning around
The pilot got the aircraft stuck in the soft snow at the end of the runway. Nothing like pushing an aircraft out of the snow with prop wash and -40 degree temperatures. -40 degrees can be dangerous working conditions for the unprepared. We made sure there was still wood at the cabin and that we could get our generator started. We made the call to stay until the next day and get the cameras working. Unfortunately, on takeoff the pilot tried to stay out of the ruts and drifted too close to the trees. He ended up damaging a wing. We called Talkeetna with our satellite phone to verify he made it back.
Rohn Roadhouse
Rohn Roadhouse
Next order of business was to check on the site. We snowshoed over to the site towing our spares and test equipment behind us in sleds. We found a bad power supply on the satellite modem, but everything else was in good shape. We had a hard time installing a new power supply because the cold weather makes the wiring very frail. I left my camera behind because of the frigid weather. We had to keep all electronics close to our bodies as we hiked in and out. We had to return to the cabin to warm up every 20 to 30 minutes.
The next day we called for our pickup but the carrier told us the plane was damaged and could not come get us. They would send their 185 out the next day.
Grey Jay
Grey Jay
They also liked to roost on the antlers on the front of the cabin. They would be constant companions for the next couple days.
Cessna 185
Day 3 we hauled all our gear to the airstrip for what we thought would be a pickup. A 185 flew low over the strip then headed east, back to Talkeetna. We were not pleased. We had a ground to air radio, but were not able to communicate with the pilot. Later we found out the pilot did not think the runway was safe to land on. Now we were stuck. Although it was -40, we were still comfortable, had plenty of wood, a chainsaw just in case and plenty of food. I have found out long ago to pack at least 3 days food. My boss, however, was worried and trying to set up a helicopter to come get us. Our carrier found someone with a Super Cub to come get us. A Super Cub is a great airplane for getting in and out of places, but we had a Beaver full of gear to take.
Day 4 the Super Cub showed up to haul us and our gear to Puntilla Lake. Rainy Pass Lodge is located there and is another checkpoint on the Iditirod trail. Once he ferried all our gear, a Beaver from Anchorage would come haul us back to Talkeetna.
This trip was just another part of the job I love. Sometimes they pay me too much for what I do and sometimes they don't pay me enough. I will share one where they don't pay me enough with you sometime.
Mike Criss
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