Back to the Mountains
Right Through the Glaciers
Monday, May 23
Disclaimer - Those of you who know me well, know I can't spell. I try to double check and I always have Bob proof, but please over look the goofs. I have now learned to use spell check on this site, but sometimes I forget. Oh well, look at the pictures and cut me slack!
We packed up in the morning and had oatmeal in our trailer. Then we went to have coffee with our new friends. Blake (I love his name!), the owner's son, had made sourdough donuts drizzled with chocolate. They were free as he was experimenting with the recipe. Yum! We had so much fun with this group of people and they want us to come back next summer as work campers, which are retired people who help out and camp for free and get all of their meals. If it wasn't so far, we'd sign up. We said good byes and told them all we'd see them on the return trip. We don't even know every one's names, but we've all seen pictures of each other's grandkids.
We started off towards Valdez and saw a mama moose and her newborn about 15 miles down the road. We were able to watch quite a while as they went right in front of us. Crossing a stream by the road, the baby started to float away and we were horrified that we had caused them to hurry and move into water that was too deep, but the huge mama just stepped in and pushed her baby with her big nose and helped it right up on shore.
Enormous snow covered mountains were off to our side and pine hills were on the other side. Then the bad roads began again. There were dips and holes and ridges. We bounced along at a slow rate and tried to relax and enjoy the scenery. Crews were out working on the road and at one point we were stopped and the cute young lady holding the sign told us it would be a 20 minute wait. We got out and so did the young school nurse in the car ahead of us. She graduated from Michigan State University and her family lived in Lansing. We had fun standing around in the sun chatting with them.
We steadily climbed into the mountains and just when we thought we had seen it all, we moved into the snow and glaciers. Again, there are not words for the beauty. We stopped at every pull out, clicking pictures that can't begin to show the grandeur.
Then as we started down the other side to Valdez, things got very green with fabulous waterfalls. Each one seemed more magnificent then the last.
We got into Valdez, a cute little port town that reminds me of St. Ignace in the Upper Peninsula, and found a site in the Bear Paw Campground. The port and boats are across the street one way and some little shops are the other way. Meanwhile, huge, snowy mountains surround us and we can see two long thin waterfalls from our dinette window.
We walked to a nice dinner and turned in for the night. Oh, and there is the cutest cappuccino place right across the street from us...Heaven!
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