Alaska Trip - 2007 - Week
3

Day 15 - July 11 - Dawson City,
YT to Fairbanks, AK(Via Chicken, AK) - Miles Driven 400
The object for today was to return to the USA via the Top of the World Highway
passing thru Chicken, AK and then taking the Taylor Highway south to Tok, AK
connecting back to the Alaska Highway to Fairbanks. At Delta Junction, the
Alaska Highway ends and joins the Richardson Highway for you fact pickers.
We
were worried about the ferry crossing because of expected camper caravans so we
arrived at the dock at 6:30 AM figuring we would have to wait. To our surprise
we were the only ones there and got right on as soon as the ferry arrived from
the other shore. The ferry was supposed to be down from 5:00 AM to 7:00 AM for
maintenance and we asked the woman working the deck about it, the woman said
that instead of needing 2 hours they only needed an hour so they started up as
soon as it was over. We commented to ourselves that if this would have been an
American operation the service would have been down for the two hours and on top
of that, the workers would have gone on coffee break when the maintenance period
was over.
After the short ride on the ferry we landed on the other side and started up the
"Top of the World Highway". The landing docks on the ferry are nothing more than
packed dirt at the edge of the river. If the river takes some of the dirt, a
pile of spare dirt and machinery sits on the bank ready to re-build/repack the
dock but I digress. The road in the beginning was paved but then turned to
a mix of paved and gravel before turning into all gravel. After about a half
hour on the road we encountered out first mishap of the trip. Out in the middle
of nowhere the van got a flat. Ken and I were starting to gather the tools
for getting the spare ready when a camper from BC pulled up to help. Then two
more campers pulled up and the first one on the spot spoke only French, no
English at all. The other one in his party spoke a mixture of English and
French. Within a short order this United Nations gathering of Germans(Ken and
Jean), Latvians(me), Polish(mom), Canadians(from BC) and the French had the
spare on and we continued on.
The Top of the World Highway is a fitting name for the road. There are folds of
mountains 360 degrees around you and the clouds seem to touch the tops of the
mountains. We arrived at the US border and the guard there only asked for the
passports and only the basic questions about purchases and firearms and drugs
and to top it off if anybody was carrying more than $10,000. We then crossed
into the US where the road became all dirt. On top of that it started to
sprinkle so the surface of the road was slowly attaching itself to the van. We
wanted to stop for coffee at the first stop called Boundary which turned out to
be closed. It is a forlorn spot on the top of the mountain about a mile or so
within the US. Ken was doing the driving and he was not enjoying the mud and the
pothole road. We were probably driving around 20 to 30 miles and hour which made
the drive slow and tedious.
We
arrived in Chicken, AK which is an old mining center from the Fourtymile area.
While there is still mining in the area we Chicken has turned into a
tourist rest stop with a souvenir shop, liquor store, bar and a restaurant. For
lunch we had a Reindeer Bratwurst platter which gave us two sausages and a
shared portion of potato salad. The young girl working the counter was from
Minnesota and had only been there for a week. UFDA. The restaurant dining room
had two computers set up which could be used by the
customers for WIFI access. I tried them and they worked. While there was WIFI in
Chicken there was no phone service. They did accept credit cards but after
registering the card in the machine they asked you to write your name and
address on the back of their receipt. It seems that the Card Swipe mechanism is
transported to TOK, AK where the machine is downloaded into the credit card
system. While they ask for your name and address there is no verification that
any of your ID's match.
Shortly after Chicken the road turned to a paved surface with some gravel breaks
but it was still better than mud. Our first spot of civilization was TOK where
we hunted up a car wash and cleaned the outside of the van. A major improvement
over what it was before. We arrived in Fairbanks at about 7:00 PM. Considering
that we gained an hour on passing into Alaska we had a long day.
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Ferry Crossing at Dawson
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Sign regarding the Top of the World Highway
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It is the Top of the World
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Fixerupper at the highest poing on the road
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Northern most US land border crossing.
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Sign welcoming us back home in the good old USA
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Mom and I at the overlook in USA
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Mountain Scene close to Boundary
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Boundary Rest Stop was closed
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Historic Jack Wade Gold Dredge - How did they get it up here
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Chicken, AK the new part
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Dredge at Chicken
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Tire repair shop at Chicken
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Beautiful downtown Chicken. One woman owns all this
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Outhouses at Chicken
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Ken's van after the Top of the World ride
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Day 16 - July 12 - Fairbanks, AK -
Miles Driven 75
The day started out with my finally being able
to get my prescriptions ordered at the local Walmart in Fairbanks. We had tried
to get it done in Edmonton but no US doctor can write a prescription in Canada.
That accomplished we set out to have the flat tire from yesterday fixed. The
boys at Sears said that the tire couldn't be fixed but they didn't have one in
stock of the type that are on the van. We then went to Sam's Club but that
didn't turn out to be a success either. Ken left the tire problem to be dealt
with for tomorrow when Mom and I are in Barrow, north of the Arctic Circle.
We then went to North Pole, Alaska to see the
Santa House. North Pole is 12 miles out of town from Fairbanks and got its name
in the 50's when a local resident, a trader, became known for playing Santa
Claus to local kids who had never seen one before. Somehow the association grew
and the area was dubbed North Pole. The trader eventually developed the Santa
House which now is a, you guessed it, a Christmas shop. This one is special in
that you can have your picture taken with Mr. and Mrs. Claus any time that the
store is open. Mom and I had one taken.
From the Santa House we stopped back at
Walmart to pick up my prescription and then head for the Riverboat Discovery to
take a 3 hour riverboat ride on the Chena River
to the confluence with the Tanana River and also
visit a recreation of an Athabascan Indian Village at the confluence of the
rivers. This is a real tourist operation but it runs smoothly as a well oiled
machine. When we arrived at the parking lot for this attraction we found very
few cars in the parking lot yet there were many people milling around the
building which housed the ticket office and a very large gift shop. It looks
like more than 90 percent of the business here comes from tour companies among
them Princess and Holland America which run cruises to Alaska. This afternoon
there were two boats going and we were on the bigger of the two.
This operation is smooth. All through the trip
there was a narrator who described what we were seeing on the banks and in
addition there was a video cameraman transmitting the pictures to numerous
monitors set up around the boat for the
people who couldn't see over the rail of the boat. There were various
opportunities for entertaining the guests on the paddlewheel boat. One of the
first was to pass the house of the founder of the company where the wife of the
founder greeted all the passangers with a wave and a miked transmitter to the
boats audio system. After this greeting we were shown a demonstration of a bush
pilots take off and landing and again the pilot of the plane was miked and could
converse with the narrator and spread his message to the passengers. Going down
the Chena River we passed many beautiful houses with both float planes and boats
tied up at the dock. Further down the river we came upon the Trail Breaker
Kennel now operated by David Monson who along with his wife Susan Butcher
are dog sled champions. Susan Butcher won the Iditarod four times. Susan died of
leukemia in 2006. Here a miked up Dave Monson talked about the training of the
dogs and demonstrated their pulling prowess by running a team around the track
while attached to a 4 wheel ATV. The speed they attained was unbelievable. The
moderator and Dave went through a well rehearsed routine of questions which
passed the information to the uneducated - us.
The Tanana River is fed by melting glaciers
and runs with the color of grey glacial silt. The Chena on the other hand is a
natural ground water river and the meeting of the two produces a definite line
where the two stream meet. We then disembarked the boat to take an hour and a
half tour of the re-created Athabascan village as well as the dog kennel of
Jessie Royer who has received permission to enter the Iditarod race in 2008.
Jessie explained that the sled dogs are basically mixtures of all kinds of dogs,
primarily other sled dogs and that a pure Husky doesn't exist. We also visited
the Fur Cache where a girl showed examples of the furs that were used for
clothing and shelter, another area where we were shown ancient types of shelter
before contact with the white man and the sewing cabin of Dixie Alexander who
has one of her fur creations in the Smithsonian. After re-boarding the ship we
stopped at a demonstration fish camp where Dixie Alexander displayed a fish
wheel salmon trap and the art of filleting and drying the fish. The narrator
here had a long discussion with Dixie about her work. While this was going on,
the crew on the boat had set up a few bowls of crackers and salmon spread to
give out samples of the smoked salmon that was being pitched for purchase on the
boat as well as the Discovery Trading Post. The last point of interest was again
at the company founders house where the wife bade us goodbye and wished us a
safe journey. This was a fun day.
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Our abode in Fairbanks at 11:30 PM on 7/11/2007
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Alska Pipeline over the Tanana River close to Fairbanks
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Mom and me with Mr. and Mrs. Claus at the North Pole
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Jeanne and Mom posing with Susan Butchers Sled
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Discovery 2 paddlewheel boat leaving ahead of us.
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Float plane demonstration on the Chena
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What every house needs in Alaska
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Dave Monson demonstrating the pulling power of the dogs
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Girl in the village displaying a timber wolf pelt.
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A beautiful fur coat
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Girl showing the sunburst hood on the fur coat
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Dixie Alexander's Fish camp.
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Day 17 - July 13 - Tour to Barrow
on the Arctic Ocean
It
was up bright and early today for Mom and I as we had to be at the airport at
6:00 AM for our 7:30 flight to Barrow on the Arctic Ocean. The flight first made
a stop at Deadhorse Airport on the North Slope of Alaska at Prudhoe Bay. The
flight was full but a lot of those on board were going to Prudhoe. One couple
had decided to take a day trip to Barrow in a standby status. When the plane got
to Prudhoe, they had to get off the plane to make sure that all the Prudhoe
tickets with reservations got on first and then they were re-seated after it
became clear that seats were available. The flight after dropping us off at
Barrow was continuing on to Anchorage and a lot of oil field workers did get on
the plane. Barrow receives most of its cargo by plane so only the seats from row
19 and back were reserved for passengers. The front part of the plane was
blocked off and carried cargo.
We
arrived in Barrow to find out that we had to take an extended walk across the
tarmac to get into the terminal. The runways there are being extended and the
planes had to park some distance from the terminal. At the terminal we were
greeted by our guides Bunna and Ryan who first steered us to the restrooms and
then to the bus parked across the street. There were approximately 16 people on
the bus with about 5 staying overnight and the rest of us were daytrippers.
Bunna we found out was 7/8 Inupiat Native. He had a thick head of long
black hair and in some ways resembled the face on the tail of the Alaska airline
planes. He was full of good humor kept up an interesting banter about Inupiat
life at Barrow. He said that Barrow has a population of about 5000 of which
about 65 % are natives. Many of the natives still practice the old ways but to
some degree have adopted newer ways when necessary. For example, dog sleds have
been replaced by ATV's. Outboard motors are used on boats for the most parts
while at other times the older wooden frame boats with animal skin for the sides
and bottom are used. Throughout the day he kept pitching the thought of taking a
dip in the Arctic Ocean and becoming a member of the Polar Bear Club. 6 people
signed up for this exercise which I will cover later.
We
drove around Barrow and Bunna showed off the sights as they were . Most of the
buildings were wooden framed and they were at all different angels to each
other. Nothing like the straight, rectangular lineup we see at our homes. Bunna
explained that there were approximately 1300 students in the school system which
takes in students from a large area. Riding out to the cemetery area we stoopped
for some pictures only to find out that the stop also involved maintenance to
the tour bus - low antifreeze. Speaking of freeze, the temperature on landing
was 48 but there was a stiff wind that made it a lot cooler. By noon the wind
had dropped and it was comfortable outside. However by 3:00 PM the wind really
picked up and the temperature dropped some so it was not comfortable with only a
light jacket. Mom and I had sweatshirts do ward of the wind and the chill.
After lunch at Pepe's Mexican Restaurant we drove out to the Inupiat Heritage
Center to take in a small museum, look at and purchase some local crafts and
also to see a dance performance by the youngsters of the community. They
performed various dances to the tune of drums and vocal chanting/singing. The
kids did a great job and at the end it was the spectators turn to join them. Mom
and I did as did others. The performance was finished by a blanket toss with the
spectators helping out with the pulls on the rope handles on the blanket. After
the show we were given time to wander over to the Grocery Store just to look
around. A gallon of milk was $9.00. A 3-4 lb chicken was around $14.00. Bananas
were $2.00 a pound. We got to talk to the manager of the store and he explained
that all of the food comes in by air and that is why it was so expensive.
Between the middle of July and August, barges bring in the bulk products such as
fuel and building materials as well as cars and ATV's. We noticed that there
were 4 wheel drive ATV's in the supermarket for $7800.
Bunna spent a lot of time talking about the whaling done at Barrow. By agreement
with the International Whaling Comission the natives of Barrow were allowed to
take 51 whales last year. He also explained seal hunting and showed us several
places where seal meat was hanging up to dry. Also there were many whale bone
displays around the town of Barrow to show the importance of the whale to the
natives. By now it was getting on to 4:00 PM and we hadn't witnessed the
swimming which was taken care of directly. The victims were taken back to Pepe's
restaurant (swimming headquarters in Barrow) where they paid a $10.00 entrance
fee and filled out a club membership application. The victims were then given
time to change into their bathing regalia and met at the beach on the other side
of the road by the spectators and a guy from Pepe's holding towels for the
victims. He said that he doesn't understand why people do this when there is
counseling available locally. Anyhow all of the signer uppers did go into the 37
degree water and fully submerged themselves in order to qualify for the club. It
was something to see their faces when they came up out of the water.
I
found out that liquor is available in Barrow but then only to the residents of
the town. Visitors can not buy it in the restaurants and only locals can have it
in their possession for their own use. Each individual must have a license to
possess alcoholic beverages. Also only natives can hunt without a limit for game
other than regulated whaling and that non-natives after about 6 years can get a
residents license that has limits on it. At the appointed time Bunna dropped us
back at the airport and we arrived back at Fairbanks at 8;00 PM. A long but
exciting day.
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Alaska Airline plane Fairbanks
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Bunna and Ryan our guides
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Scene in Barrow
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Scene in Barrow
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Ryan and AAA man fixing up the tour bus out in the boonies
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competing technologies - Communications and cemeteries
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Polar Bear at the hotel with $240 per night luxury rooms
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Beach scene at Barrow
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Whale display at the Heritage center
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fancy Beadwork at the heritage Center
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Girls showing us how to dance the Inupiat way
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Two year old modeling a fur coat
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At the grocery store - fur lined outer garment - $1000 - it was warm
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Fish camp at Barrow -
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Water temp - 37 F - Some of the candidates for insanity
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Mom and I at a whale bone display
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Day 18 - July 14 -
Fairbanks, AK to Denali area - Miles Driven 144
We started the day by visiting the
Fairbanks visitors center, on the day we were leaving Fairbanks. We needed to
find an activity for the morning that would give us a plenty of time for the
short drive to the Denali area. At the Visitors Center there was a memorial
statue to the WWII pilots who flew the Fairbanks to USSR route with military aid
as part of the Lend Lease program. An impressive memorial. We also decided on
the Large Animal Research Center which is a part of the University of Alaska.
The center does research on the Musk Ox as well as Caribou. Musk Ox became
extinct in Alaska due to over hunting and were re-introduced in Alaska by
acquiring 35 musk ox from Greenland. The number has now grown to over 4000 and
they are hunted again on a limited by permit basis only. Musk ox provide a very
fine wool called Quiviut which is very soft and is eight times warmer than sheep
wool. The university sells the wool for $25.00 an ounce to a Native Co-op who
market the wool as either finished garments or raw wool. The center breeds musk
ox but only for their own research, they are not reintroduced in the wild.
The Caribou pens held caribou as well as
reindeer which are really domesticated caribou. The guide was feeding the
caribou with lichens which is a moss and algae. The caribou thrive on this
matter and are able to produce enough fat to survive the harsh conditions they
live in. It was raining pretty hard when we got to the center but we were given
large umbrellas to use while walking along the tour.
From the research center we set off down the
Parks Highway towards Anchorage and stopped for lunch in Nenana at Two Choices
Restaurant. The choices are "Take it or Leave It". It is owned by a woman who
according to the waitress (she called herself a slave) now owns half the town.
According to the write-up in the menu, the woman on the way to Alaska was
separated of her belongings by some unscrupulous people and with only two
dollars in her pocket parlayed that into a subsistence by playing pool for
money. The town itself looks like a sleepy place with the State of Alaska
Railroad Museum at the end of the main road. There were several gift shops which
according to the slave are owned by the restaurant owner.
We arrived at our destination of Healy at
around 3:00 PM. For the evening we had reservations for the Black Diamond
Covered Wagon Adventure which involves a ride in a canvas covered wagon with
rubber tires for about a distance of two miles to a dining cabin set up in the
woods. For dinner they fed us beans, potato salad, cold slaw, corn, roast beef,
chicken and ribs with beverages of wine, coffee, hot chocolate etc. For desert
they had apple cobbler. the covered wagon ride went thru some beautiful country
and the guide on the wagon talked about the history of Healy and some of the odd
fellows that lived as trappers and miners in the area. There is a coal mine
operating in Healy which supplies coal to the Alaska Power companies. Some of
the customers on the wagon were all worked up about the cruise companies not
using Alaskan people as employees at the Denali Park lodges and other venues.
The guide was greatly appreciative of this opinion but we noted that a very
large percentage of the people working for the Covered Wagon company spoke with
an accent. Perhaps they were escapees from the cruise companies. It all sounded
like the Walmart argument.
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July 13 at 11:30 PM
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Memorial to the Alaska Soviet Lend Lease fliers during WWII
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Route of the Lend Lease Airlift - Fairbanks to Russia
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Musk Ox at the Research Center
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What happens to bad Musk Ox????
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Caribou at the Research Center
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Two Choices Restaurant in Nenana - Take It or Leave it
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Covered Wagon ride
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Along the route of the Covered Wagon Ride
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Jeanne and one of our horses at the dining pavillion
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Along the route of the Covered Wagon Ride
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Along the route of the Covered Wagon Ride
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Day 19 - July
15 - Denali National Park - Miles driven 66 miles
When I awoke this morning it was my birthday.
No I am not looking for gifts, just making a note. Another of my numerous
birthdays when we have been on the road. sure don't feel like 68. Today was our
day to visit Denali National Park with its tallest mountain in North America,
Mt. McKinley. They say there is a mountain here by that name, it is described
and shown on postcards and literature throughout the park but we couldn't see
it. If you can't see it it isn't there. Actually McKinley being that high makes
it's own environment which on most days is almost complete cloud cover. We will
take their word that it is there.
My original plans for the visit to the park
included a bus ride into the back country but past experience on school bus type
non reclining seats was not positive so we decided to not risk our backs for the
rest of the trip. My plan for today included (1) visiting the McKinley sled dog
kennels and get to see some more huskies in action, (2) take a hike on at least
one of the hiking trails and (3) taking a ride out to the Savage River which is
15 miles into the park and the deepest one can get with a private vehicle.
Beyond that point it is all bus tours.
We arrived at the park just in time to take
the a shuttle bus to the kennels and see the 10:00 AM sled dog demonstration. At
the kennels you were given a period of time to pet the dogs and just roam
around. While on our dinner wagon ride last night we heard the other patrons
talking about the dog Gucci at the kennels having iven birth to 9 pups the day
before. We looked her up and sure enough she was in her house nursing some tiny
pups. The pups will probably not come outside for a few weeks. What makes Gucci
so special is that she was donated to the NPS Kennels at Denali by Susan Butcher
- a four time Iditarod race winner. Sled dogs at Denali do not race but they are
a vitall part of the winter patrols in the park. The next part of the
demonstration included the harnessing of 5 dogs to a sled on wheels and then
running them around the track. In Fairbanks we saw a 12 team pull an ATV at a
fast pace. While the number of dogs here was more than a half smaller, it was
still amazing to see the strength and speed of the smaller team. One thing we
noticed here was that at Denali the dogs looked bigger than the Fairbanks dogs
and on top of that some of them had the blue eyes associated with the husky
breed.
We returned to the visitors center where I
left my traveling companions to take a hike on the Horseshoe Lake Trail and
return to the visitors center vial the Tiaiga Trail. The trip on the Horseshoe
trail was easy on the way out - mostly downhill and steep in spots. The way back
tougher with most of the walking going uphill. The Tiaiga Trail connects the
Horseshead trail to the Mount Healy trailhead which is a steep trail to the top
of the landmark mountain with its square like a castle top. I did not attempt
it. The hike to the lake was scenic and I got to see that the lake is really a
big beaver pond as one end is dammed up by logs stuffed into the dam by a
beaver. One of the other walkers mentioned that he had seen a beaver head on the
lake. I didn't see it but I did see a large hare.
Upon return from the approximately 5 mile hike
I saw that the Alaska Railway train was in from Faribanks. It was being met by
tons of Princess and Holland America busses which were dropping off people
departing Denali and picking up others arriving for their stay. After lunch at
the Great Alaska Fish and Chip Company, we took the 15 mile ride to Savage River
where we turned around and left the park without seeing the elusive Mt.
McKinley. McKinley is a pretty park with a lot of activities. We only had the
one day here and to see the whole thing would take a minimum of 3 days.
In the evening Mom and I attended mass at the
St. Mary of Guadalupe RC church which was only a block down the gravel road. A
nice service. Tomorrow on to Soldotna.
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Gucci's Pups
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The five dogs really pulled this sled fast.
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After the run around the track
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Buck - the only sled dog you could feed - with donations
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On the Horseshoe Lake Trail
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On the Horseshoe Lake Trail
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On the Horseshoe Lake Trail
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Alaska Rail Road at Denali Depot
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Savage River - end of the road for us
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Strange Rock formation at Savage River
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Granite Peaks with snow in the distance - not Mt. McKinley
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Just another mountain in Denali
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Day 20 - July 16 - Healy,AK to Soldotna, AK - Miles Driven
440
Today turned out to be the day that Mt. McKinley made believers out of us. We
woke early to a bright sunny day and got on the road by 7:00 AM for the 400+
mile drive to Soldotna on the Kenai Peninsula. After about an hour on the
road or 60 miles down the road towards Anchorage we rounded a bend and to our
left in all its splendor in a bright sunshine stood Mt. McKinley fully exposed
without a cloud cover. Based upon map scales we were approximately 60 miles away
from the peak. It was a beautiful sight. The guide book said that approximately
50 miles down the road was a better viewing point. It was called the "North View
Point within the Denali State Park. This viewpoint was closer to the mountain
but differed in that there were intermediate ranges in front of Mt. McKinley so
that only the crown of the highest peak was exposed. The total profile was
exposed on the first stop. It was still nice. We then continued another 30 miles
down the road to the South Viewing Point still within the Denali State Park as
opposed to the National Park. The view here was as spectacular as the first.
From map scales again the peak was at least 40 miles away.
After getting our eyes full of the mountain we headed to Talkeetna, AK for no
particular reason. Mom and I had been there on our first trip to Alaska in the
90's and had visited the Moose Dropping festival. On the way into town we were
blessed with another clear view of the mountain. I remembered that when we were
here in the 90's we stopped at this same viewpoint and we couldn't even see the
base of the mountain because of the clouds. It also turned out that the past
weekend had been the "Moose Dropping" festival and Mom was able to get some
super prices on some shirts and things.
After lunch in Wasilla at an Arby's we headed through Anchorage on the Seward
Highway. The views of the Chugach Mountains and Turnagain Arm were spectacular.
We stopped at the Beggich, Boggs visitors center at Portage Glacier. This was
another stop that Mom and I had made in the 90's and we were interested to see
how much the glacier had receeded. From what we saw, the glacier had stepped
back quite a bit. The guide at the Forest Service desk said that the glacier was
still within the lake formed by the melt and was not just retreating up the
mountain. It was an enjoyable re-visit. Further down the road we ran into a
construction zone and experienced a 20 minute delay. Something to remember when
we return this way on Saturday. We arrived in Soldotna at around 6:15 PM.
Considering that we spent most of the day in the van we were pretty tired after
this great day.
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Mt.McKinley the first sighting -over 60 miles away
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Mt. McKinley from the North View stop. Still at least 40 miles away
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Zoom into the summit from the North View Point
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Mt. McKinley from the South View Point
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Mt. McKinley from the South View Point
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From Talkeetna - in 90's the mountain wasn't visible from here
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The Chugach Mountains and Turnagain Arm
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The Chugach Mountains and Turnagain Arm
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Portage Glacier from the Beggich, Boggs visitors center
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Me and Smokey at the Beggich, Boggs visitors center
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Day
21 - July 17 - Around Soldotna and Kenai - Miles driven 60
Our first stop for the day was the visitors
center to pick up some literature and then head over to the "Holy Assumption of
the Virgin Mary Russian Orthodox Church". The first church was built in Ft. St.
Nicholas (now Kenai) in 1849 and rebuilt with the present structure in 1895 when
the original building fell into disrepair. The Kenai area was originally a
Russian settlement and the Russian influence still exists here as the church is
still active with about 100 souls as mentioned by the retired orthodox priest
leading a tour of the church. We were here in Kenai in the 1990's and were glad
to re-visit the site again. All I remembered about the church was the blue
ceiling of the sanctuary. It was still there. The altar wall is decorated with
beautiful Icons which were acquired from St. Petersburg for the second church.
The chandelier in the middle of the altar has an interesting history. For the
rebuild of the church, the crystal was sent out to be cleaned and in the process
disappeared never to be seen again. As it is the chandelier weighs 1400
lbs with its heavy brass structure. I find this site to be a joy to behold. We
are glad that we came back to drink in its beauty. The retired priest leading
the tour said that he had been married 53 years. Priests can be married but if
the wife dies, he can not re-marry. Many of the widowed priests then join the
monasteries with the hope of becoming a bishop. Obviously bishops can not be
married. I mentioned that I was Latvian and the priest immediately picked up on
the Seinfeld episode where George was going to convert to the Latvian Orthodox
Church. While the Seinfeld episode intended to deal with a fictional religion,
little did they know that there actually is a Latvian Orthodox Church that is
led by the Metropolitan of Riga. That was a new one on me also.
From the church it was off to see various
sites including of course the dreaded shopping opportunities. We visited the
bluffs overlooking the beach at Kenai on the Cook Inlet and could see a fish
camp on the beach with nets strung out in the inlet from anchor posts on the
beach. Across the inlet we could see the tops of one of the many volcanoes that
are on the opposite shore from the Kenai area. These volcanoes are still active.
For lunch we headed over to the Kenai Landing
which is on the grounds of the now mostly idle Libby - McNeil - Libby cannery on
the Kenai River. Some of the buildings have been sold to private interests that
now operate a hotel, restaurant and retail complex while the fish dock is still
in operation and a much smaller canning operation exists in other buildings. The
retail buildings were sparsely occupied and I wondered how they stay in business
there. We walked out on the fish pier where silvery salmon were being offloaded
and weighed before heading to be processed or sold. The rest of the day was
spent relaxing from yesterdays long drive.
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Holy Assumption of the Virgin Mary Russian Orthodox Church
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Altar Wall with Icons of the Holly Assumption of the Virgin Mary Church in Kenai
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Icon in the Church
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Doors with Icons made in St. Petersbug, russia in the 1890's
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Icons on Altar Wall or Screen
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Dolls from Russia in the gift shop
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Rear view of the church
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Fish camp on the beach at Kenai
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Volcano opposite Kenai across the Cook Inlet
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Fish sorting table at Kenai Landing
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Bins of fish at Kenai Landing getting ready for weighing
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View of fishing inlet at Kenai Landing and the ever present seagulls.
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