Shiloh Missionary Baptist Church, Palmer, Alaska
This is a photo of the Shiloh Missionary Baptist Church, in Palmer, Alaska. It used to be on my bike-riding path when I lived in Palmer.
This is a photo of the Shiloh Missionary Baptist Church, in Palmer, Alaska. It used to be on my bike-riding path when I lived in Palmer.
This is part of a little log cabin church that used to be on my walking/biking path in Palmer, Alaska.
I don’t mean to brag, but if you have the mug ...
When I first learned about Scala I lived in Talkeetna, Alaska, population ~876 (in the summer). Talkeetna is mostly known as a base for expeditions to Denali, and for possibly inspiring the excellent tv series, Northern Exposure. Some of my first Scala blog posts were written while sitting in this cafe. :)
The image shown comes from this Flying Squirrel Bakery Cafe Facebook page.
Back in March, 2010, I drove up to Alaska. This is the office of a little motel in Canada ... at the moment I can’t remember the name of the town, but I know where to find it. :)
I haven’t been back to Alaska in a long time now, but this is what the movie theater in Homer, Alaska looked like the last time I was there.
Once upon a time, a black bear walked into the Breeze Inn in Seward, Alaska and was enjoying the view of the big glass windows ... but was encouraged to leave.
This is a terrific photo of the Flying Squirrel Bakery Cafe in Talkeetna, Alaska. The photo comes from this Facebook page, and their website is flyingsquirrelcafe.com.
This photo is from the Talkeetna Air Taxi Facebook page. Back in the day, I lived about 100 yards from where this photo was taken.
A picture of four sled dog paintings from a motel in Healy, Alaska.
A snow covered road in Wasilla, Alaska, from the winter of 2010/2011. They don't plow the roads much in Alaska, especially the side roads.
Sled dogs, from the start of the 2011 Iditarod, on the lake in Willow, Alaska. (I took this photo that day.)
In Anchorage, Alaska, Walmart has apparently trained the ravens to help with the return of carts. If you look carefully you’ll see that there are at least five ravens in this photo.
~ December 9, 2010
“I can’t judge. There are two kinds of people in Alaska: those who were born here, and those who come here to escape something. I wasn’t born here.”
~ Rachel Clement, Insomnia
This is a photo of Denali from about 70-90 miles south on Highway 3. I think I was just before or after the gas station in Willow when I pulled over and took this photo.
Dateline November 2, 2010, somewhere in Alaska: Lots of snow this morning. I'm curious to see if it affects the senate race between Joe Miller (Republican primary winner, Tea Party candidate), Lisa Murkowski (Republican primary loser, incumbent, write-in candidate), and whoever the other person is. And there goes someone jogging in the snow and dark.
Personal Diary, September 2, 2010, Wasilla, Alaska:
I bought a fig at the grocery store today. Turns out they’re about the size of a Hershey’s Kiss. The checkout person just looked at me. “One fig? You want to buy one fig?”
“Yes, just one. I want to see what they taste like.”
She put the fig in the bag without weighing it. “I’m pretty sure I can give you one fig without charging you for it,” she said.
This photo shows two great things about driving the Dalton Highway in Alaska: the traffic and the scenery.
As one last photo of Alaska (for the time being), here’s the Arctic Circle sign that you’ll find on the Dalton Highway north of Fairbanks, on the way up north to places like Deadhorse and Prudhoe Bay.
Back in the day I drove up to Fairbanks, Alaska, and then from there I drove up to Prudhoe Bay, which is as far north as you can drive in Alaska. I put some gas cans on the car because I didn’t know if there were really going to be any gas stations on the 494 mile drive, but a little “town” of Coldfoot had a couple of gas pumps.
I stopped here, filled up the gas tank, had a burger, and then finished the trek on the Dalton Highway to Deadhorse and Prudhoe Bay, where I stayed at this little, ahem, motel.