Per this tweet, this is what the gas prices look like on Alaska’s north slope on April 10, 2015.
I lived in Palmer, Alaska for too short a period of time, and on my daily walks I would often go past this statue of Balto in the downtown area. Someone was kind enough to put a hat on him to keep him warm.
What happens at the motor home stays at the motor home. (I don’t think I want to know what happens in the motor home.)
Sign in a store window, Palmer, Alaska.
When I first moved to Talkeetna, I sat down to sign the lease with my new landlord. The conversation went like this:
Her: So, why are you moving to Alaska ... hunter?
Right-wing nut job?
You’re not here to write stories about the town for tv shows, like those Northern Exposure people, are you?
*she starts taking off her shirt, which I eventually realize is so that she can breast-feed her baby*
Um ... no.
Why are you here?
The postal code in Stewart, British Columbia, is “VOT 1WO,” which the locals tell me stands for Very Old Town, One Way Out.
2017 Iditarod: “The 57-year-old musher from Sterling won the Iditarod Trail Sled Dog Race on Tuesday, shattering the speed record by nearly eight hours to steal the title of fastest Iditarod musher ever from his much-younger son, Dallas. ‘Fifty-seven used to be old, and it’s not anymore. I’m just letting you know that,’ Mitch Seavey said.”
See this Alaska Dispatch News story for more information and a nice video.
My favorite line from this “Bear Safety” sign in Alaska:
“Play dead unless it starts to eat you, then fight back.”
This is a photo of the RV campground in Seward, Alaska. Several people had small fires burning, and it was great to talk with the people there.
A little moose eating a tree, Wasilla, Alaska.
Diary entry from January, 18, 2011, Wasilla, Alaska: While on a walk this morning I came across a large moose. It was just standing there, eating a tree. I didn‘t bother it, and it didn‘t bother me.