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Karen's Journal - June, 2000
We travelled all over the southern region of the state. We flew first-class to Anchorage, then drove up to Palmer, staying at the Majestic Valley Wilderness Lodge. It's a small bed & breakfast place built into the mountainside, with nothing near it for miles except blueberries, mountains, and one other bed & breakfast place. We each had log cabins, spacious but no telephone or television. They did have hot water though! We made it over to the office too late for breakfast in the morning, so we drove to the other B&B and had breakfast at the Sheep Mountain Lodge. Though I would see bighorn sheep near Anchorage, there were none near this lodge. After breakfast we made plans to drive straight to Fairbanks, and aside from one quick stop along the way, we made it all the way there in about 7 hours. Along the way we saw salmon spawning areas, moose, several different rivers, the Chugach mountains, and drove alongside the Alaska Pipeline for nearly 100 miles. You can walk right up to it; there are signs that say "Please do not play on the pipeline!" Some of the roads are not totally paved; some are only wide enough for one lane of traffic at a time. We stopped at North Pole, AK, to see the 40 foot tall statue of Santa Claus, his 3 tiny reindeer (nobody knew which three reindeer were kept in a pen there...), and his shop, a big three-room toy/gift/souvenir shop. Santa is apparently there year-round to greet guests.
When the clouds finally cleared, we had a GREAT view of Mt. McKinley (20,320ft), and wound up having lunch at the Denali Princess Cruises Lodge. McKinley just TOWERS over the other mountains...there are four mountains that stand out as being taller than all the rest, but McKinley dwarfs the other three. The views were just unbelieveable. The highway is criss-crossed over and over again by the Nenana River, which has long stretches of raging whitewater. On the way back into Anchorage, we stopped at the spot where the Iditarod begins, and saw The Perfect Storm at the theatre next to the hotel.
The following day we caught a flight to the tiny
village of Aniak (you can only get there by air or boat). The plane held 17 people, and
you had to duck your head to walk down its aisle. The engines were so loud they supplied
passengers with earplugs. The flight was surprisingly calm though. We walked from Aniak to
a nearby river, and took a boat down the Kuskokwim river to the even-tinier-village of
Chuathbaluk (it means "blueberries" in Eskimo) and spent two evenings out there.
The village is on one side of the river, and our house was on the other side. I got to
visit a smokehouse, and watch salmon get smoked into strips like beef jerky. This time we
stayed with relatives of my clients, and despite being literally in the middle of nowhere,
they had everything from satellite cable to hot water to a pool table! The next morning we
were up bright and early and ready to fish. Spent the entire day fishing for salmon (we
stopped and pulled ashore for a couple of picnics, but were scared away by grizzly bear
footprints the second time...). I caught one fish, a king salmon, maybe 13-15 pounds,
really handsome little guy. We also caught a pike, a dog salmon and an 8-foot log. I
brought the salmon home to Tucson in a fish box! We stayed out until 1am fishing; the sky
still being very bright despite the time. We drove back to Anchorage and packed up for a long flight home the next day....before we left Anchorage, we drove up into the nearby mountains to see the city from up high, and to check out the snow.
The flight home went to Seattle, where we spent the 4th of July. We managed to get reservations for the Space Needle restaurant (you had to call a month in advance) and were there to see the many incredible fireworks displays Seattle and Tacoma had to offer. They had this fancy dinner served to everyone...it was really nice...its' been something I had ALWAYS wanted to do.
We flew to San Francisco in the morning, but our connection from there to Phoenix was cancelled. We wound up with a few hours in SF, and saw the Golden Gate Bridge. I was back in Phoenix by midnight, but I was exhausted! It made for a slow drive home, stopping to rest over and over again, until finally I got into Tucson around 4am. My box of frozen fish stayed frozen! I can't believe how much of the state we were able to see in 8 days. Looking forward to maybe going again someday. |