WiLDFILLY's ALASKA ! Friday

*Friday*
found us at Blondie's again, for breakfast. After chow, we
did some last minute souvenir shopping, and I bought my
ULU knives and a whole bag of fur scraps to use in my
leatherwork.
I assigned Mom suitcase packing duty, left her stuck at the
motel, and Mark and I went around Anchorage, stocking up on
computer supplies for his business, hoping to meet more of
the people I've built pages for up there, and I needed the
real version of a graphics program I've come to LOVE !!
Mark wanted to drive out to show me the Dall Sheep that we
never really got to see between Anchorage and Aleyska. Back
to the motel we went, to get my cameras.....and then back
south towards Girdwood. We drove south along the Turnagain
*Arm to a place called Indian. Parking the car in a turnout, Mark*
disappeared up the mountainside on a wooded trail, while I
stayed on the flat and took waterfall pictures.

I thought I had snuck safely back to the car to grab a quick
cigarette, when he came trotting back down the mountainside.
"Hurry up, I thought you wanted to see the sheep!"

Trail up the mountain......

Huffing & puffing, I trailed him up the cliff. As we stopped on

a flat, (only for him to look around, no time for me to catch a

breath), he said, "There were THREE sheep RIGHT HERE when

I came down to get you !" (Ya, right.)

	*Where the sheep supposedly live.......*
*Had to check these trails out --they were FUN to run on !*

Mark kept pointing to all these little white spots on the mountain,

swearing to me that they were Dall Sheep. I actually thought I

saw one move one time, but I could have been hallucinating from

both lack of oxygen and wanting to see them so badly.

Actually, by this time, I was more interested in the view of the

Turnagain Arm from so much higher off the roadway ! I was

now looking for whales, porpoises.....even high water would have

been nice, since we arrived again at low tide.

Filly on the beach

Aw well, still, a beautiful beach......and level ground for a change !

Dinner this night was something Mom had been dying for the

entire trip - seafood at a little tourist looking place with great

prices called the Salmon Bake. I could barely eat my huge plate

full of shrimp for all the crab legs on both sides of me......Mom had

the King Crab and Mark had the Snow Crab....."craaaaaaaacck.....

chomp......craaaaaack......crunch......chomp......" LOL*

Extremely worn out and in total awe of the beauty of this vast

frontier, we were driven back to the motel to rest up and make final

preparations to leave that night. Mark had to get back home, 40

some miles away, and we had to head out as well, to our separate

homes thousands of miles from here.

We were very lucky, we had beautiful weather, we saw beautiful

sights, and met many wonderful people. I'd heard that going to

Alaska was the trip of a lifetime.......and while it was, I do plan to

go back someday, if only to bug my web partner and friend, LOL*

If you look on a regular sized road atlas......the parts of Alaska

we saw all fit under my thumb.....while the entire state is as big

as my palm......I've only begun to see Alaska......

Yes, Alaska truly IS the last frontier !!

Join us on our journey !
By Day	By Location
	Anchorage
Sunday	Matanuska Glacier
Monday	Portage Glacier
Tuesday	Big Game Alaska
Wednesday	Whittier
Thursday	Prince William Sound
Friday	Kenai Peninsula
	Trapper Creek
Moose	Alaska Facts
Denali	Chugach Range
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those that end in lakes are called freshwater glaciers.

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