mommabearforlife
IT'S THE LOCKJAW, TERRY! THE RUST GOT INTO MY BLOOD!! THE RUST INTO MY BLOODSTREAM! MY JAW IS FUSING SHUT! TELL THE MEDICS TO BURY ME WITH MY FAVORITE RIFLE... I'M LOCKING UP FOREVER!"
Welcome to the Edge of Alaska, where the wilderness is brutal, the stakes are sky-high, and the local salvage yard is a 5-billion-percent upgraded comedy zone of generational warfare.
Thirty-five-year-old Terry is ready to drag his family's struggling wilderness salvage business into the 21st century. Equipped with cutting-edge drones, satellite trackers, and high-tech mapping software, he's launching Frontier Recovery & Eco-Tours to bring in wealthy city clients and save their outpost from bankruptcy. There's just one massive, seventy-five-year-old obstacle standing in his way: his father, Jerry.
Jerry is a stubborn-as-a-mule, old-school survivalist who views technology as a personal insult to his fifty years of rugged Alaskan grit. Backed by his "Senior Chain-Gang"-a hilariously useless squad of old-timers named Rolex, Oatmeal, Gravy, and Silas-Jerry has mastered the art of tactical laziness. The exact second Terry hands him a computer screen or a legal permit, Jerry launches into a masterpiece theatrical medical emergency. From The Instant Blindness to The Sudden Locked-Jaw, Jerry will crash through furniture and wail to the heavens for his late wife Martha and his legendary dead sled dog Blue to open the pearly gates, only to miraculously recover the instant his secret stash of premium smoked salmon is threatened.
But the bickering reaches a boiling point when Terry's drone spots a distinct glint of metal deep inside a treacherous, unmapped mountain valley known as Dead Man's Ridge. Jerry recognizes it instantly from old bush-pilot legends: it's a missing 1950s cargo plane carrying a massive fortune in pristine, vintage gold-mining valuables.