January 5, 2011, Wasilla, Alaska: Our parking lot, a half-inch or more of ice, and black gravel they’ll sweep up and re-use come March or April.
From “Winter Solstice Day, 2011,” two moose working things out in Palmer, Alaska.
The crazy thing about moving so many times is that I just had to go outside to see what apartment number I live in, so I could order something from Amazon.
Five years ago I moved to Colorado and was living in two hotels, one on the south side of Denver and another on the north side, trying to decide where I wanted to live. On this day (October 11th) I moved into my first apartment in Broomfield, and made this post on Facebook:
“Day one in the new apartment, slept on the floor, and there’s nothing to eat. Planning skills are still questionable. But the fireplace is nice.”
This is one of my favorite traffic signs in all of the world. You can find it if you drive north from Anchorage, Alaska towards Wasilla and Palmer. When I lived in Alaska in 2010-2011, I would take the exit to the right to go to Palmer. If you keep going straight you’ll go to Wasilla, then Willow, Talkeetna, and eventually Denali and then Fairbanks. (If you’re really gung ho, as I was, you can also drive to Prudhoe Bay, if you don’t mind 400 miles of dirt roads.)
And as you can tell from the highway numbers 1 & 3, there aren’t many main roads in Alaska. :)
Back on Pi Day in 2011, I was living in Palmer, Alaska, and had no plans on returning to the “Lower 48,” no plans to write the Scala Cookbook, etc. (And then some personal stuff happened in my family, and I thought it would be best to move to Colorado for a while.) I took this photo of a local baseball field and the mountains in Palmer while I was walking around that day.
(If you’re interested in what I was thinking then, this is a photo of the building that I thought would become my office in downtown Palmer.)
In 2011 I was living in Palmer, Alaska, and I just started to look into renting this building to be a home for my software-consulting business when some personal issues came up and I had to move back to the Lower-48.
Honestly, there probably wasn’t enough work in the Palmer/Wasilla area — also known as the Mat-Su Valley — but I loved the area so much I wanted to give it a try.
If you’re interested, you can read more about my life in Alaska at OneMansAlaska.com.
At the start of the Iditarod race, 2011: Sled dogs doing their thing.
(Click the image for a much larger view.)
Lance Mackey at the start of the 2011 Iditarod Race
On a related note, here's my video of Lance Mackey at the start of the 2011 Iditarod:
My nieces and I have a running joke about dogs and "Squirrel!" captions, dating back to the movie Up!.
Sled dogs, from the 2011 Iditarod, on the lake in Willow, Alaska.