After flying out of the Alaska Range a bit prematurely the obvious question was: what next?
first things first:
|It's hard to get fresh hot decadent chocolate brownie topped with ice cream and whipped cream on the glacier!|
|Thanks again to Wendy and Jon for the use of their sweet camper sprinter; I gotta be careful with continuing to do this!|
|really low angle, but at this point we were just excited to be able to walk and make turns!|
The first 8 miles was flat up a beautiful valley:
|doing a little dig, hoping it's still good|
It being Alaska, we got socked in by flat light again, and for better or worse we used our phone-based gps with a downloaded track to help guide us; old schoolers probably frown on that aid....but wait a minute; we are old schoolers! And we don't wanna get lost on a glacier 10 miles from a trailhead with minimal gear and food! Old school be damned.
We made it over the next pass:
|do Alaskan skiers have X ray or infrared vision to see the unseeable in the snow?|
|Feel the Force, Luke!|
|This is Dan's next door neighbor's place, who clearly doesn't winter over and thus doesn't need to shovel. Dan is clearly a candidate for the World Shoveler's Association Hall of Fame.|
and speaking of enthusiasm, Hatcher is a popular spot for groomed nordic skiing, and this guy drove up, hopped out, grabbed his skate gear, and headed for the snow very decisively:
|so it goes!|
|ski it Canadian style!|
|brother Paul harvesting some corn on Baldy Shoulder at Alta.|
Thanks again to Chad and Eric for a bunch pics I used here, good yuks, not getting too grumpy, and for tolerating me in our white room.