Sunday,
May 27th - Trip (continued)
Steve's fishing trip was another wonderful success. This time,
he was the only one to catch a king salmon, and it was a good size
one (33lbs). He also caught two halibut (each about 20lbs). The
biggest halibut was caught by a man visiting from California, and
topped the scales at 60lbs. It took him about 20 minutes to get
it into the boat.
The weather was worse for this trip. With cloudy skies and intermittent
rain, Steve said he was glad to be wearing his long underwear. Hard
to believe that long underwear is warranted at the end of May, but
I know he's glad he packed them.

Steve and his king salmon |

Cleaning the halibut and cutting
filets |

Cleaning the salmon |
Once the fish cleaning starts, the gulls and eagles show up. They
circled high in the sky over us, with their focus entirely on the
fish innards and heads filling the waste bucket. Across the road,
another charter boat was cleaning fish, and once in a while they'd
toss some fish guts onto the parking lot for the gulls and eagles
to enjoy. I made my way closer, camera in tow.

Juvenile Bald Eagle |

Bald Eagle |

With his eye on the prize
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The rain continued on and off all evening. It was miserably cold
too, and both Steve and I at one point thought we were coming down
with something. We just couldn't shake the chill, and even turning
on the heat in the camper didn't help. Finally, at 9pm, we went
to bed. We fell asleep in no time.
Day Seven: When we awoke, we could see the sun
trying to break through the clouds off in the distance, but the
skies over us were still a dismal gray. At least we were heading
in the direction of the sunshine. We were both getting tired of
the rain. As we packed up the camper, the skies opened up yet again
and we began the drive damp and chilly.
The
drive from Ninilchik to Talkeetna was uneventful. Driving around
Turnagain Arm, the mountains were ringed with thick clouds, but
off in the distance it looked like Anchorage had sunshine. At least
the rain had stopped.
We stopped in Anchorage to fill our gas tank and our extra gas
cans. We always carry extra gas cans with us, so that we don't have
to buy gas at the halfway point between Anchorage and Fairbanks.
Typically, gas along that stretch of the highway can be 80 cents
to a dollar more per gallon. Before we left Fairbanks, we paid $2.67/gallon.
I had to top off in Soldotna ($3.07/gallon). When we got to Anchorage,
gas was $2.97 so we topped off and refilled the gas cans. It's a
good thing, as gas was $3.67 in Cantwell (the halfway point).
The weather in Anchorage was beautiful, and it continued to get
warmer and more sunny as we made our way to Talkeetna.
Information about Talkeetna from the internet:
Athabascan Indians originally inhabited this area. They were
a strong group that refused to let the Russian traders up the
Susitna River. In 1892, gold was discovered in the lower reaches
of the Susitna River, bringing miners and prospectors into the
area. They established gold mines mostly to the west of Talkeetna
(about 50 miles) such as Petersville and Collinsville. Some of
the claims are still actively mined today. Then in 1915, President
Woodrow Wilson selected Talkeetna as the site for the Engineering
Commission Headquarters for the construction of the Alaska Railroad
that would connect Seward to Fairbanks.
The Talkeetna townsite was established in 1919 when the railroad
surveyed and auctioned 80 lots. Half of the lots already had improvements
on them. The average price at the sale was $14.25. None of the
buyers elected to use the easy payment plan that was offered.
The year 1999 marked the 80th anniversary of the establishment
of the Talkeetna townsite.
Alaska Railroad Mile Post 226.7 (Talkeetna) is north of Anchorage
about 120 miles. The railroad was a lifeline to communities like
Talkeetna along the rail belt prior to the construction of the
George Parks Highway. A few communities still depend on the railroad
for their primary access route. The railroad provided affordable
transportation and convenient shipping of food, supplies and equipment
for early miners, homesteaders and other settlers. In 1921, the
train from Talkeetna to Anchorage took "only" 19 hours!
Today, the express passenger train makes the trip in about 3 hours.
Three rivers, the Talkeetna, Chulitna, and Susitna, converge
here to become the Big Susitna drainage. The word "Susitna"
in Den'aina Indian language means "Sand Island River".
The name "Talkeetna" loosely translated, means "River
of Plenty", or more literally, "Place where food is
stored near the river," meaning a place where a food cache
was located. Chulitna means "River of Big Leaf Trees".
The Den'aina Indians were an Athabascan subgroup who inhabited
the Upper Cook Inlet drainage. – For some local residents
Talkeetna simply means: "Where three rivers meet".
Mostly, Talkeetna is known as the 'jumping off point' for climbers
from all over the world. In Talkeetna, there are several flights
which will take climbers hoping to conquer Mt. McKinley (Denali),
to the base camp at 7200 feet.
We stayed at Talkeetna
Camper Park, a quaint but tightly packed RV park in a treed
setting. The proprietors were very nice, and the park was full of
families with children. Despite the large number of 'younguns',
the quiet hours were respected and we spent a peaceful evening there.
The park is right next to the railroad (only a matter of yards!),
so when the train came through it was loud. We didn't find it bothersome
at all, and if the train came through in the middle of the night,
I sure didn't hear it!
After setting up camp, we drove the few blocks into 'town'. While
planning the trip, I discovered that Talkeetna was hosting Moose
on Parade - 2007, better known as "Moose on the Loose".
Moose on the Loose teams local artists with sponsoring businesses
to place large (four foot high to life size), uniquely designed
and decorated moose-on-the-loose, all over Talkeetna. Later on this
summer, the moose creations will be auctioned off to the highest
bidder, with the proceeds going to various nonprofit organizations.
We parked in front of the Talkeetna Chamber of Commerce and saw
our first moose: Uncle Samoose - The Patriotic Moose.
Next door at Talkeetna Gifts and Collectibles, we spied Mickey
Moose. We continued walking, with moose map in hand, in
search of the moose on the loose. Not all businesses had their creations
displayed yet, as they don't have to be up until June. These are
the moose we found while wandering through town.
After finding and photographing the moose, Steve and I stopped
at Mountain High Pizza Pie for
dinner. Steve ordered a four-topping pizza with onions, mushrooms,
black olives and Canadian bacon. I'm not very experimental when
it comes to pizza toppings. Cheese, ham and pepperoni are the extent
of my topping selection. I chose instead to get the typical standby
- chicken strips. When they were delivered, they were horrible.
The outer bread coating was mushy and undercooked. I sent them back,
and satisfied my hunger with a slice of Steve's pizza - after scraping
off all his toppings.
The owner comped me one of the two beers I had because of the situation
with the chicken strips. Steve enjoyed his pizza - he ate the entire
15" pie (less a skinny slice I took), all by himself! The ambience
at the restaurant was very nice, and the staff was also quite nice.
It's unfortunate that my experience with the chicken strips was
negative, but that won't keep us from going back again the next
time we're in Talkeetna (the first week in June).
After dinner, we stopped in at the Talkeetna
Roadhouse Bakery for two huge cinnamon buns iced with cream
cheese icing to enjoy for breakfast the next morning. Here are some
more photos I took in Talkeetna:

Main Street Talkeetna |

Quilt Shop |

Weathered Door |

Mountain High Pizza Pie
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Susitna River |

Susitna River |

Terns searching the river
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Tern dives for bait fish
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Flightseeing |

Across the river to Alaska Range
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Beadberry Patch |
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Yesterday morning, we leisurely ate breakfast and watched a DVD
before packing up the camper. The rain came back as we slept - and
we weren't happy campers. We were back on the road by 10am and fortunately
as we left Talkeetna behind, the rain stayed behind too. By the
time we hit the Denali Park area, the sun was shining and the temperature
was rising. The mountain was halfway out. We could see her snow-covered
lower elevations, but the peak was shrouded in clouds. Skies were
blue, and the temperature gauge inside Steve's truck said 71F. What
a glorious day it turned out to be!
It was nice to see our house after a week on the road. It wasn't
so nice to download the camper. I hate that part most of all. By
the time we reached North Pole, it was 81F and sunny. Fortunately,
the house was a good 15 degrees cooler than the outside. Keeping
all the drapes drawn and the house dark was a smart move. Last night,
it got too warm in the bedroom (Steve likes to sleep with the bedroom
door closed), and I came downstairs to cool off at 3am. I fell asleep
on the sofa; it was nice and cool here in the living room. We won't
be sleeping with the bedroom door closed any longer.
We don't have air conditioning in our house. Most homes up here
do not. During the summer months, it generally doesn't get hot enough
to warrant using an AC, however, when there are wildfires and the
air is smoky, you can't keep the windows open. Then it can get uncomfortably
warm. It will be interesting to see how things are this summer,
in this house. I might just find myself keeping all the drapes drawn
and blinds closed during the warmest part of the day.
Today, I'm catching up on the mountains of laundry and linens from
our week on the road. Sometime this week, I need to do a heavy duty
scrubbing of the camper too. It's a mess with all the dirt and mud
tracked in while it rained on us.
One thing I was happy to see when we got home... our birch trees
are thick with big green leaves. They were only budding when we
left last week. What an amazing change in such a short time!
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