On the Road

From 20 to 104 F

In the midst of a decent snow storm I crossed into Alaska. It is the end of May. Even the moose looked miserable, two bears wanted a ride, but I am not sure they wanted to go further North. A pick up was pulled out of the ditch and a Jetta with a U-Haul trailer couldn’t make it on the slippery road. Ice and snow would build up around the wheels, so after a few miles the car looked more like a sled than a car. There are no snow markers on the side of the road. So you just drive in the middle of the clearing and hope for the best.

It is quite an experience to drive alone in those conditions. There is no radio reception, no AM, no FM. There is no cell phone service. There aren’t any services, period, for miles. It’s 60 miles or more between gas stations that operate at their own business hours. No houses, very little traffic. On the other hand, that isolation has it’s benefits, too. No news, no bad news.  There is just one thing to accomplish: Stay on the road. The disasters and the mayhem of the world don’t have a front seat.

I saw black bears, moose, caribou, foxes, a lynx, cranes and geese from the road.

After a long day I ended up in Chine Hot Springs, a resort 50 miles outside Fairbanks. The sun is disappearing behind the mountains after 10PM, the pool is open until midnight. It’s a huge pool surrounded by boulders with gravel on the ground. There are some hot spots in the pool, just a very relaxing place. Life is bliss.

I should be in Denali Park in a few days.

Take good care, my friends.