Russell Throckmorton


Flying Snowshoes and Frozen Hot Dogs. part 2

As I sat on top of a winter ridge line in Alaska, my stomach was growling and I felt weak.  I knew it was time to eat. I pulled out my issued Meal Ready to Eat (MRE).  I was probably the worst MRE to have #15, Beef Frankfurters.   What is a a frankfurter?  Frankfurter is…

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