Andrew Berg lived on Tustumena Lake. He eventually built a few cabins around it to have places to stay during trapping season. He guided hunts, hunted, fished, and was kind of a game warden. The book was great in that it was a daily journal of everything he did from household chores, baking bread, and the trials and tribulations of a remote life style.
He told of a couple heart attacks and just lying in the bush until it past. He was a tough SOB.
Like rowing to Kodiak to see a doctor when he tore up his hand?
