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Welcome |
Sitting at a border crossing waiting on Vanessa while she
peeled orange after orange after orange wasn’t my idea of fun but this was her penance for trying to cross
the American border with citrus. All
she was required to do was peel all of the citrus, place the peelings in a bag, hand the
bag over to the border patrol agent and we’d be on our way. All 10lbs of them.
Crossing into Alaska was kind of a big deal for us. This had been our goal ever since we first
hit the road many miles ago. The road was
windy with lots of detours and distractions, but here we were. Finally.
Our first stop was
Tok, one of the first towns you pass by on the Alaska Highway. Our hitchhiker friend Michael has posted on
facebook that he had spent the night here and recommended a restaurant called
Fast Eddy’s and we figured we’d stop in for a bite and spend the night in their
parking lot as well before traveling on.
Fast Eddy’s was worth the stop.
They had great food, nice selection of desserts (cheesecake!), and free
wifi that we could pick up while kicking back in the RV in their parking
lot. We enjoyed it so much that we went
in for breakfast the next morning as well (more cheesecake!).
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The end of the road |
Our next stop was Delta Junction, the official end of the
Alaskan Highway. We had picked up the
highway at its start in Dawson Creek 1,422 miles ago and had traveled almost
every inch of it. I say almost since we
took a little detour to get to the city of Whitehorse, effectively skipping
about a mile of it. I had briefly
contemplated backtracking in order to travel every inch of the highway but
ended up shrugging it off.
The North Pole was up next.
This is a town in year long Christmas mode. Every year they elect a person to be the town’s official Santa
Claus, not positive what their duties are since we stopped by the post office
and saw 3 other Santa dead ringers walk by.
Doppelgangers everywhere.
We were going to visit Santa’s House along with whatever
else the town is known for but decided to skip all of that and head over to the
Chena hot springs which were about an hour away, since this is where I wanted
to spend the majority of my birthday the following day.
The Chena Hot Springs were a nice attraction. For a $15 fee, you could soak all day until
midnight in the 3 different hot tubs, swimming pool, or outdoor hot
springs. They also had an ice sculpture
house, horse rides, sled dogs shows, and I suppose a few other touristy things
to spend your money on but we were there for the springs. Since we were too late to warrant purchasing
a pass, we toured the grounds and then drove right outside their grounds to
camp for the night. We had to stay
indoors all night since the mosquitoes were crazy and would blanket us and the
dog as soon as we would step outside.
The next morning we bought our passes, and spent a leisurely
day soaking, swimming, playing ball with the dog, and soaking some more. After we had our fill we drove over to the
Silver Gulch Brewery in Fairbanks for dinner and drinks. Fairbanks would become our home for the next
few days. I’m not certain why since it
was hot, muggy, full of drunks, but it is what it is. We did get in a few runs, found some nice places to eat, and
soaked our feet (and our butts) in the river whenever the temperatures became
too unbearable to hang out in the RV.
And Ginger really took a shine to playing in the river which surprised
me since she usually goes out of her way to avoid getting wet.
Again, I have no idea why we spent so many days in Fairbanks
but eventually we decided we had to get going to the Denali National Park,
which happens to be where we are currently holed up.
Denali is beautiful but I am slightly disappointed and I
will tell you why. The park is huge and
goes on forever, and forever. However,
you can only drive or take the free shuttle for the first 15 miles of
road. If you want to travel further
into the park, you have to hike or pay for their shuttles. We had planned on taking a to Wonder Lake
where we read that you can glimpse bears, moose, and even Mt McKinley but found
out you have to pay $46 per person and it is an 11hr round trip. Are you kidding me!? Still, if it wasn’t for the dog, I’d be very
tempted to do it. The joys of puppy
parenthood.
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Overlooking Denali |
What we settled on instead was a run up to the Mt Healey
lookout, a nice 4ish mile trail that takes you straight up a mountain near the
park entrance and offers some spectacular views. Plus the trail goes on further and so we got in some extra bonus
miles, finishing up with about 10 miles for the day. We didn’t see any moose or bear but we did see some wolf scat,
lots of ground squirrels, and fur from what I suppose once belonged to a snow
hare.
I am not certain how long we’ll hang out at Denali but there
are still a few trails to keep us entertained, a couple great restaurants, and
a few places offering free wifi. What
more can one ask for? And we can always
drive down the road to the Denali State Park and visit the trails they have as
well.
Life is still good.