A summer day in Alaska means fishing for fresh salmon on the Copper River. It means fishing ALL DAY on the Copper River. It means really feeling that we are Californians and not local Alaskans at all when we do not catch anything. (even though we had been vacationing in the forty ninth …
When we had arrived in Anchorage a week earlier we had looked like the poster children from sunny southern California, our tans, white teeth and sandals clearly making us stand out amide the sweat pants, and work boots of the locals. Now after spending three days in the bush, well we definitely smelled like …
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 …