On Driving Sideways to Alaska
posted on 30 December 2011 | posted in
Holiday and Travel
We headed out to Alaska on a Saturday, in the summer of 2004. My great-aunt and I dropped $500 on a RV manufactured in the early 1970's (we found at a motorhomes for sale fair), and another $50 on Sirius satellite radio, and headed out from Michigan. The weather was a calm 70 degrees, and blue skies for over a week, until Montana, and then it was all sky and 85. Daytime never ended, and I missed the night sky each time I woke coughing from dust at 3 AM. It felt like a life-time of summer solstice. When finally reach Alaska, we're elated - but still have to trudge up steep mountains in our Little Engine that Could to reach Wasilla, Alaska. We encountered Brown Bears, and prehistoric sized Moose, falling rocks and abandoned wreckages headed our way, but we finally made it. 28 days later, our RV, dubbed Herman, has delivered us to our destination.
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