We got up at our hotel in Anchorage Alaska, finished packing and had one final breakfast at
the hotel cafe. We found that there was camaraderie
of folks who had traveled to be at the race.
Lots of chatting and exchanging hotels on our Alaskan experiences.
From the time we left our hotel until the time we walked into
our door at home, it was almost exactly 11 hours. And that was without any delays such as were
happening back east with winter storms.
We were reminded just how far away Alaska really is, even by plane.
We found it very ironic that we heard the day after we left,
Anchorage got a foot of snow and zero temperatures. And we missed it!
But we didn’t miss what might be called The Greatest Race on
Earth: The Iditarod. This race, which is
still going strong. Can be followed online at the Iditarod website. This year, one portion of the race was much more harrowing than usual, the descent through the Dalzell Gorge. One of the mushers used one of the cameras he could attach to his chest to record his wild journey through the gorge. Click on this link to see it.
Until our next trip, we wish you your own adventures.
Until our next trip, we wish you your own adventures.
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