Here are a few cell phone shots of Alaska. Enjoy!
This photo and the next were at the Anchorage Airport.
A good reminder that you're in Alaska now, baby.
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Big Macs in NYC are for wimps. Here's they're called McKinley Macs.
Dave suggested we get on in the airport one the way home.
I disagree because we're leaving at 2:30am and who knows what'll happen
after one of these and a 10 hours on a plane.
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One of the top 3 breakfasts in my life, if not the best.
Called a Kodiak Benedict, it has King Crab in the eggs.
Plus, that's a reindeer sausage.
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OK. So we decided that, between the two of us, we needs boots, gloves, a hat, sunglasses and snack provisions.
So how do two hardy Alaskan adventurers get it all done - go to Walmart!
And when you walk to the back, next to the paper shredders and bedcovers - bush mail service.
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Though I wasn't the one who thought I needed boots,
when I saw these shit-kickers for $25, I was in.
(Bridget, I know you like these - don't lie)
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So we finally made it to the farthest southern point on Saturday's itinerary,
a town inundated in the great 1964 quake called Porterage.
From this viewing stop, we could see the remnants of three glaciers.
Unfortunately, my big head is directly in the way of nature.