Sunday, May 24, 2015

Alaska: In the Flow of a Silver Gray Day

I don't remember the last time I experienced the vanishing of  the civilized world. Maybe on a High Sierra backpacking trip in 1978 or 79. On today's float trip on the Susitna River, we could hear the water rushing on its way. We could hear belted kingfishers calling and the cries of arctic terns. Our own voices. Nothing else. Eventually a small airplane flew overhead. 

The Susitna River

Before the beauty of all this, we looked like bumblebees heading for the water.

Then we were transformed into tiny beings in a tiny boat in a very large place.

My friend Ellen cooked up the idea to sign on for this trip. So glad she did.

Saturday, May 23, 2015

ALASKA: Spirit Houses and How the Spirit Soars

The air here is so pure it's like the exhalation of the gods. The water right out of the tap is worthy of fancy crystal decanters.

After a morning walk along Ship Creek in Anchorage, we drove off. Our first stop was the Eklutna Historical Park where we walked through the cemetery and looked at the spirit house grave markers of the Athabascan Indians. Alongside the road behind a white picket fence sat houses atop the graves like something out of a fairy tale. Who wouldn't want their spirit to reside in a place like this?

Driving toward Denali, we made it to the Talkeetna Lodge and took a long walk into the town of Talkeetna for dinner. I had reindeer meatloaf with secret sauce. It was delicious. Also on the menu was something called Rudy in a Parka---"cheese stuffed reindeer link baked in dough." That sounded a bit heavy for my soaring spirit.