Monthly Archives: September 2013

Denali

Nenana River

Low Clouds in Denali

Since I was down by Denali, I figured I might as well get inside The Park, and hike around a bit. The visitors center was absolutely packed with people from all points of the globe. I was claustrophobic within minutes. I found a sympathetic ranger who handed me a map and suggested the Healy Overlook Trail as a means to quickly get away from the mass of humanity. I doubt I was in the center for more than five minutes, before I was back outside looking for the route in the light rain.
By the time I passed the railroad depot, I was alone in the mist. It was almost eerie after so many people cramped into the small space just a few hundred yards away.
It was a nice, roughly 4.5 mile hike, and I met up with several other hikers, but I’m sure the rain helped to keep the numbers manageable. I did startle a family who were singing “The Bear Song”: “Hey Bear! Hey Bear! Stay Away Bear!”. Words to that effect, sung to a sort of country twang. In my defense, I was wearing a yellow rain jacket, so I wasn’t exactly hiding, and I saw them coming, but I still managed to make them jump out of their slickers when I said, “Hey”, as we met around a corner on the trail. When they caught their breath, I asked if they had actually seen a bear. They hadn’t. Any wildlife at all? None. I went on feeling rather amused.
I spotted several moose, and flushed a group of ptarmigan as I moved up higher. The hike up to the overview is a climb of 1700 feet in elevation, and I’m sure on a nice day the view would be wonderful. But it was raining the entire time I was near The Park, and the clouds were moving low through the gaps and valleys. Still, it was a much needed escape for a couple of hours.

I did a couple of more hikes afterwards, with minimal elevation gain, mainly just to keep the legs moving before I made the drive back to Squarebanks.
Well short of the town of Nenana, on the drive back, the rain had stopped and I was reaching for the sunglasses on the dashboard.
Life in Alaska.


“Into The Brewery”

Fairbanks Transit 142

A member of our Frozen Four-some is in Alaska, so I ventured down the Parks Hwy to Denali to meet up with them. I picked them up from Glitter Gulch and drove us all back to Healy and the 49th State Brewery. “Trust me, the brewery is far more Alaskan than the tourist traps of Glitter Gulch.”

The brewery acquired the “Into the Wild” bus from the overrated film. It’s not the original bus, but a prop from the movie. There’s been a lot of talk of hauling the bus out from the Stampede Trail, since the wanna-be’s keep getting themselves in trouble, but as of now, the famed relic still sits out on the tundra.

The 49th State Brew Company is pure Interior Alaska, in the best eclectic sense. It was more of a hangout for the locals and workers around The Park, although there were a few tourists. Being 10 miles north of The Park, and the vast majority of tourists at Glitter Gulch not having vehicles, there’s a natural buffer from the usual tourist insanity. The food was very good and the beer excellent. My only complaint was in the price for the growlers. I kept asking the girl, “What’s the price for Alaska residents?” You can rip off the tourists all you want, but overcharging the residents is just wrong. She was a young girl from Europe, who kept responding, “I don’t understand these things you say!” That’s why she was there, she was too nice to get mad at about the prices, and she seemed to only understand “Twenty-five dollars”.

Still, the place was so quirky, we all loved it.

There was a wedding reception going on when we were there, with everyone dressed up in their best baseball caps, fleece and Carhartts. It was quite the tender moment.
Fire pits were roaring outside, in spite of the rain, and I spotted several people from Fairbanks that I knew.

Well worth the stop, but if you want to leave with beer, expect to shell out for it. Luckily, Fairbanks doesn’t lack for quality beer, either.