A Fair Banks Day
Leaving the area of the Denali Highway we went north to Delta Junction. Little here but we stopped at a small museum in an early 1900’s roadhouse. Kinda neat. En route to Fairbanks we stopped at the North Pole. It was predictably disappointing. The Cultural Center is well done and we enjoyed the movie here. Our camp site is at the edge of a private air strip owned by the fellow we met at breakfast in Telkeetna. We went to Creamer Field to watch flocks of birds feeding before the migration starts and to a large animal research center but they were closed and we could only see some at a distance. Dinner at the Cookie Jar and ice cream at Hot Licks finished our day.
Cadillac’s Most Correct Viewpoint
Auuuuggggh! We did not go back to Denali. We did not go back to see Ms. McKinley. What am I to do? I wrote three emergency letters to her yesterday, maybe I will hear back today. Meanwhile, I am disconsolate, dispirited and sad. Brr ICE brought me a birch latte and it is sitting on the log getting cold. No energy for staff work, no interest in being president. Sigh.
In for a landing, appropriate when you are staying on an air strip!