This is lovely, with descriptions of nature, the tidepools, and the clouds that make me flail with joy. After reading this I want to move to Alaska now, please, or whichever far flung place I can find. I found myself researching build your own yurts, kayaks, and plotting how to convince S that we need to flee the city.
My only complaint (and this feels weird because it's someone's life and not fiction) is that it often felt like this was a book about the disintegration of her relationship disguised as a book about Alaska. I could have done with fewer "my boyfriend is enthused about living here and that makes me feel so incompetent" monologues that went on for pages.