But there hasn’t been a single summer day at the Lodge where the foothills just across the Delta River haven’t called to me. Mts. McGinnis and Moffit, just visible from the lodge in amongst foothill gaps, sing snow-covered backup, the siren song of an extreme alpine Shangri La. And with equal regularity, European visitors would innocently ask upon arrival, “Where are your trails?”
Denali, in all her glory, was on display like an actor on a stage, and we were the audience. We stood amazed at the performance before us, but suddenly remembered we weren’t here as mere spectators, but to capture the show.
An Alaskan Legend and Hero It’s said that some of the strongest people on earth are the quietest. This holds true for men and women alike where physical and mental strength is concerned. Many such folks walk amongst us totally unnoticed. They do not seek special...
“… when it’s snowing horizontally at 50 miles per hour, you can’t see your hand in front of your face.”
Eventually the wolf circled around the kill, inching closer and closer to the bear and caribou carcass.
Knik Glacier Excursion
w/ Alaska Photoventures, Wayfare Collective, and Anchorage Helicopter Tours
The story reads with poetic ease as the rhymes provide discovery and interaction between the dreaming child and the animals below. This book is a perfect nighttime snuggle-up story, perhaps providing children the necessary dream fuel for their own Alaskan journey.
Wasilla: A Great Place Among the Lakes Whenever I visit my home town of Wasilla, what I see is the picture below from the 1950s. Of course, about the only things from this picture that I really see are the railroad depot, built in 1917, and the community hall built in...
If you give your husband a hunting rifle for Christmas, then he’ll need new ammo to go with it. When he goes to the store to buy ammo, the display of scopes will catch his eye. If he buys ammo and a scope, he’s sure to bump into an old friend, fishing buddy, coworker, or random acquaintance. This person will admire the scope, learn about the new rifle, and mention that he knows just where to find moose.
Taylor Mountains are a small, remote cluster of mountains at the headwaters of the Holitna River, a good sized tributary to the Kuskokwim. They are surrounded by the tundra which carpets the floor of the vast Kuskokwim River Valley. There are no towns close by. No roads leading in.
These are the seasoned (some might say hardened) ones hunting through bargain bins and thrift stores for the cheapest items, which are then crammed into closets for children to ransack at will.
Discover the historical roots of Pedro the prospector in a two-page educational spread on Pedro’s place in Alaskan (specifically Fairbanks) history, how to pan for gold, and some very interesting facts such as the size of the biggest gold nugget ever found!
One critical change statehood brought was how Alaska’s resources and land would be managed, a topic worth its own discussion, but nevertheless a segue into how the permanent fund came to be.
One place I wanted to plant my feet and have thankfully been able to cross off my bucket list is Grandview, or Grandview Roadhouse near Portage. This scenic wonder sits along the Alaska Railroad amongst rugged mountains and spectacular glaciers, such as the renowned Spencer Glacier.