Freezer-burned brain responsible for a good part of the mayhem

Poet Robert Service wrote in The Cremation of Sam McGee:

There are strange things done,

In the midnight sun,

 By the men who moil for gold. …

Were we to paraphrase Service to reflect the spirit of the ebook Cocktail Hour in the Land of the Midnight Sun, it might read something like this:

Cocktail_Hour_Cover-FINAL(1)There are strange things done,

 In the midnight sun,

By men who moil for … adventure!

Cocktail Hour author Ed Martley got the Alaska bug when he was a child, and as he grew up in the smaller states, that fascination grew, too. He imagined all sorts of adventure that could be found in The Great Land.

He became a reporter and editor for newspapers in Wyoming and South Dakota, and one day in a trade magazine, found a help-wanted ad from the Fairbanks Daily News-Miner, and applied. He was hired and within weeks was northbound on a ship headed north, up the Inside Passage.

(They say reality seldom lives up to expectations, but in Martley’s case, it was just the reverse. Everything he imagined about the north was dwarfed by what he was to find there.

The adventure began when he weaseled his way out of his job as News-Miner government reporter and into the outdoor editor slot.

A result of his years prowling the largest state is his most recent book, Cocktail Hour in the Land of the Midnight Sun.

     Cocktail Hour is packed with true stories of horror and hilarity: blood, bears, booze, babes and burial; embarrassment of thermonuclear proportions; murder, mayhem and sweet innocence; big feet and little minds, itchy trigger fingers, artificial respiration for a grizzly bear. If you want to know what real cold is, Cocktail Hour will tell you. Through it all (except where it would be screamingly inappropriate) is woven that sly Martley

humor, which has graced so many of his other books and newspaper columns.

In addition to the ton of stories in Cocktail Hour, there are nearly 30 photographs Martley took while on the job.

Should you wonder about the book’s title, cocktail hour in Interior Alaska begins when winter sets in and lasts until the sun rises in the spring. When it is so cold, and so dark, there is little to do but drink. Residents love their winter-long cocktail hour.

Cocktail Hour is for wannabe-sourdoughs, present and former residents of The Great Land, and people of all ages who enjoy a rollicking good yarn.

To get your copy, click here and be prepared to fork over $3.99 for this electronic book,which you read on a computer, Kindle, iPad, or similar device.

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