Going New Places
The camper is almost loaded, the house-sitter came by to get his key, chores are done, and as soon as Steve gets home from work and loads his truck, we’ll be all set for our next adventure.
This trip will take us to two new places: Cordova, and the back side of Hatcher Pass where the road goes into Willow. To get to Cordova, we will take the ferry. We’re staying in a hotel over there, so the camper is staying behind in Valdez. Steve plans to fish the Copper River in addition to exploring with me. I have a feeling I’m going to like Cordova in the same way I loved Haines.
I talked to a gal at the hotel this morning and she told me it was raining in Cordova. We don’t mind. Rain has never hampered us. If we were to put our plans on hold for rain, we might never do anything fun. But a couple of days of sunshine would be nice nonetheless. I am so looking forward to taking photos!
After Cordova, we’ll be heading to Cooper Landing so Steve can fish the Russian River. It’s “combat fishing” on that river. That’s when anglers are lined up practically shoulder to shoulder. Doesn’t look like that much fun to me, but Steve enjoys it. And our freezer needs more fish anyway.
We’ll also be visiting Denali Park on the way back to Fairbanks. We have a reservation for a shuttle ride into Eielson Visitor Center. I’m keeping my fingers crossed for Denali to be visible, and lots of wildlife sightings.
I hope to be able to update along the way…
The smoke came back to the interior yesterday. We had to close up all the windows, which made sleeping a bit on the warm side. I like summer evenings when the temp drops into the 50s and the window is open. It’s nice to snuggle under the comforter, rather than flailing around on top of it wishing for a breeze. When the smoke of the wildfire (Willow Creek Fire) heads in our direction, it makes things miserable. Fortunately, by noon, the wind had shifted and the sun came out. There’s a nice breeze blowing too.
Before I end this entry, I wanted to share two photos I took yesterday in my back yard. After we had the trees taken down, we had a visit from this young bull moose. He was quite happy that we brought the salad bar down to his level.
A low hanging branch looks appetizing:
I will never get tired of seeing moose in my yard!
Until next time…
