Before Alaska I had no idea that sour dough originated in Alaska. I had no idea that swarms of flies could make a grown man cry when he really needed desperately to pee. I had no idea how many smashed mosquito’s one rental car could hold. I had no idea what life was like in …
It was 82 degrees and humid and I was pretty sure I had multiple bugs stuck and squished in my hair and in my sports bra. I had been running for two miles and I had ate three bugs already and had a fourth go up my nose. I wanted to cry but at least …
I think I see vultures circling I’m laying flat across a giant boulder in the shade trying to soak in the granites cold ness and trying to not breath so fast, hyperventilate and pass out. Some where on the switch backs above me I’m sure Jenn is doing the same thing. I …
Denali Overlook, on the way to Denali National Park After spending a few days in a cabin outside Talkeetna Alaska, Steven, Jenny, Ryan and I shoved all of our camping gear into a tiny bug encrusted Ford Focus and headed north on the Parks Highway towards Trapper Creek and Denali National Park. We had a …
Talkeetna Alaska is the perfect small town, to me. Where else will you see flannel covered nomads driving ATV’s through town with their hunting dogs sitting on the back? It’s a town where you can order sourdough flapjacks for breakfast with a side of elk sausage. Talkeetna is situated 150 miles north of …