When the sun was shining, it was hard to watch the road without burning your retinas.
Here is the view as we are about thirty minutes north of Healy coming up into Denali National Park(ing lot).
After the park (and I say parking lot because most visitors never really get into the park, they sleep in the hotels, shop in the tourists traps, and drop serious money in the eateries. It is just that they never really manage to get into the park. The best they can be exposed to is the BlueBird bus ride, which is such a shame such a gorgeous National Park isn't available for the public) Off my soapbox and back to the road.
I caught a picture of this wolf who was hunting on the outskirts of the caribou herd that was south of Cantwell. I have driven the Parks Highway hundreds of times. Driving to Anchorage is a pasttime for most Fairbankans. In all of these drives, I have never seen a wolf. Hundreds of moose, caribou, arctic tern, porcupines, grouse, snowshoe hare, and even once a brown bear, but never wolf. Nice to see the population is growning. Hunters might not agree, but I dont really care if they don't like competition. Makes them stronger.
And what was my incentive to drive eight hours on a single sheet of ice?
My Matron-of-Honor is pregnant with her first baby, hopefully there are more coming later.
Her husband was kind enough to grow is own baby belly as a form of marital collusion. Yeah for babies! since I won't be having any more :(
Babies are great, it is just the additional 18 year maintenance agreement that they come with.
Hopefully she will let me babysit.
The drive home always seems to go faster, so we stopped off at Hurricane Gulch. I always have the images in my mind, but if we ever move away, I want actual pictures of these places.
It is much more stellar in the midday with full sunlight, but I didn't have that option.