After a few days in the trailor I decided to end my career as a white trash biatch and headed towards Denali together with Melanie. We got to borrow a pick-up from Larry and Richelle, Sanna's neighbors and originally we thought of sleeping in the back as there for sure would be enough space. But as girls are, they freeze and rather pay big bucks for fancy motel rooms and cottages in shady camping areas.
We drove through to Denali and took a look at quite a few places (too expensive, Pia got bad vibes, too expensive, no availability, too expensive etc...) until we ended up in a small cottage in a funny place quite near the national park entrance. Good beds, not too expensive and we had cold beers so life was sweet!
On the first in the national park day I hiked up the Mt. Healy overlook trail. It should have taken 2 hours one way but why waste time when you can do it in 2 hours return. And to be honest I really needed some exercise, didn't really move myself at all in Anchorage.
Afterwards we drove around and made a small hike along the Savage river. And saw a marmot.
Next day we took the shuttle bus to Eielson. The return trip took 8 hours during which we finally saw some decent wild life! Here's the proof:
From Denali the trip continued to Fairbanks where we headed directly to the tourist info as we didn't want to knock on every door to find 2 empty beds again. They sent us to a really nice & cosy B&B near the center which was quite expensive (100 dollar for a double with shared bathroom! Yea I'm for sure not in Asia anymore...) But I had blueberries for breakfast, that was almost worth the 100 dollar... We didn't really do much in Fairbanks, drove around, went to pioneer park and slept during the day. And ate loads of BBQ meat. I'm still full.
Also jogging in the forest is rewarding, dunno who was more surprised, me or the moose... The pic was taken after he run away but continued checking out if I was following or not. This was near black rapids lodge on Richardson Highway.
Our road trip continued after a stop at Chena hot springs towards Kennecott, the ghost town in Wrangell-St. Elias National Park, which is also the largest in the States. We booked a night in McCarthy, a town with 40 inhabitants a few miles down the road. Both places were just amazing, McCarthy looked like a place I thought all Alaskan towns would look like. We had some beers with the cook of the saloon after he surprised me drinking own beers in the hotel backyard. He turned out to be a metal head from Anchorage. Always nice to meet some locals!
Well Kennecott... I've always had a soft spot for abandoned houses in spooky places. I was like a kid in a candy store. I want to live in that place! Just the summer months though, I for sure don't want to test the winters in the middle of the mountains.
The history of the place is really interesting, but too long to be repeated here so if interested, follow this link. There's a lodge right next to the old copper mine but well, it was way too expensive for us. C'mon lottery win, why is it taking so long???
So it was time to move on, again. I steared the pick-up towards south, Valdez to be exact. Hell yea that was a scenic ride!!! Amazing scenery, left & right, just surreal landscape! We shot “a few” pics from the car, smiling like retards. And I finally managed to book my next flight, not to Seattle or Sacramento as planned but to Jamaica. Why not! It takes me only 20 hours to get there so it's for sure worth the 6 days... One love! The routing Alaska-Jamaica-Boston-Iceland makes sense!
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