Whether it’s paddling a canoe down a swollen river in the springtime, riding snow machines into mountain valleys in the winter, or hiking and fishing in the summer, best friends Robby and Peter love nothing more than exploring Alaska’s wilderness. Together, the boys find adventure in one of God’s most beautiful and majestic settings and learn valuable lessons along the way.

This collection of three short stories takes you into a world of nature most people never get to experience. When the boys finally manage to get inside the spooky, abandoned log cabin near the lake one summer day, they’re in for a shock that makes them scared to return even when they must. A snow-machine trip with Robby’s father and a group of his friends takes an unexpected twist when Robby gets separated from the rest of the riders. And an icy cold river is the setting for an adventure when Peter realizes too late that daydreaming while sitting at the front of a canoe can have dangerous consequences.

Included throughout Robby and Peter’s forays into the outdoors are encounters with Alaska’s abundant wildlife, from dam-building beavers to curious grizzly bears and massive moose. What will they do when they suddenly cross the path of wild animals, or when caught in the snow or a fast-moving river? Fortunately, the boys know to rely on God as well as their training and good sense as they explore this remote region of "the Last Frontier."

Peter’s head popped out from beneath the covers, and a brilliant smile spread across his face as he remembered the reason why he had spent the night with Robby. Bounding out of bed, he ran to the window with his friend to peer out. They stood with their fingers crossed, in hopes they wouldn’t see a blinding blizzard or that there had been a Chinook, either of which would spoil their snow-machine trip. Happily for them, only a few snowflakes slowly sifted down from a thinly overcast sky. Peter let out a whoop as he pumped his arm in the air and hollered, “Yes! The weather looks awesome!” “Yeah, and I can’t wait to get out in it,” replied Robby, running to put on his outdoor clothes. The boys looked funny as they hopped around, trying to pull on their skintight, long underwear. Robby pointed at Peter and said, “Your long johns look like girls’ tights!” “Yeah,” laughed Peter. “Well, you look like a ballet dancer.” Eventually they quit clowning around, and put their energy into getting on their final layers of clothes—turtleneck sweaters, polar fleece vests, and blue jeans. Sweat was beaded on their foreheads by the time they had on all the clothes needed for Alaska’s harsh winter weather. “I’ll race you,” hollered Peter as he pushed his friend out of the way, and ran recklessly down the hall. They skidded to a halt at the breakfast table, where they saw that Robby’s mom already had their places set with steaming piles of scrambled eggs, homemade biscuits, and reindeer sausage. After a heartfelt prayer for their food, and the wonderful day, they gobbled down their breakfast. When they were almost done, Robby asked his mother, “Where’s Dad?” “Your dad and his friends are out in the driveway loading the snow-machines for your trip. He said he wanted you to hurry, because they’re almost ready to go.” That was all the boys needed to hear. They jumped up, put their dishes in the sink, and then charged toward the door as they struggled into their insulated snowmobile suits. “Don’t forget the rest of your gear,” called Robby’s mom. “Okay, we won’t. Bye!” the boys hollered in unison. They headed toward the door, and grabbed a large duffle bag on their way, which contained helmets, gloves, and face masks they would want later. Out in the yard the arctic winter air smacked them in the face with its icy cold hand, and quick-froze the inside of their nostrils. The snow sparkled like diamonds in the mellow glow cast by the yard light, while underfoot it crunch loudly as they walked toward the truck. The boys paused for a moment, and tried to catch a few snowflakes on their tongues, until Robby’s dad called out, “Okay boys, we’re all waiting!” They quit goofing off, and piled into the back seat of the pickup. As soon as the boys were buckled in, Robby’s dad pulled out of the driveway in pursuit of his friends, who were already barreling down the highway to adventure.

L. F. Tutt grew up in Alaska as the only child of parents who loved nature and encouraged exploration and adventures. These experiences formed the basis for the stories of The Alaska Adventures of Robby and Peter.