Back on the first day of June, 2007, I moved to Talkeetna, Alaska, and just a few days after I moved into my cabin, a huge fire that was larger than cities like Louisville, Kentucky or Denver, Colorado, started to the west of Talkeetna. I took this photo at the top of the hill that overlooks Talkeetna.
I can’t remember the name of the motel where I saw this, but this is a photo of a painting of sled dogs that I came across in Healy, Alaska, just north of Denali. (I remember the motel because I used to work with a nice guy named Carson, and a guy that could have easily passed as his twin brother worked there.)
Every year about this time — late winter, early spring — I have to fight the urge to move back to Alaska. If you ever happen to drive up there you might come across this “North to Alaska” sign.
Here’s a good Twitter thread about flying in the Alaskan bush.
Downtown Talkeetna, Alaska, February 5, 2020. An “oilified” version of this photo by the Fairview Inn.
February, 2017: A woman in a bar in Nome, Alaska challenged female Iditarod sled dog racer Aliy Zirkle to arm wrestle her. As they arm-wrestled, the woman’s arm broke. Lesson learned: Don’t mess with Alaskan sled dog racers. The story is here on adn.com.
A little Iditarod humor in honor of the race starting in about a month in Anchorage, Alaska. Photo from the Seavey family Ididaride website.
“Someone is always in the way.”
I thought I wrote that thought here many years ago, but I just searched and couldn’t find it. It was my predominant thought after living in Alaska, and then moving back to the Lower-48. In Alaska you can go to a lot of places and find solitude, and when you go to the grocery store it isn’t crowded, but as soon as I came back to the Lower-48 I constantly found that someone was always in my way, standing in front of me, at the grocery store, in the Rocky Mountain National Park, wherever.
The postal code in Stewart, British Columbia, is “VOT 1WO,” which the locals tell me stands for Very Old Town, One Way Out.
The sign pretty much says it all: Cheap beer, lousy food. This sign is from a restaurant in Seward, Alaska.