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More AK nostalgia

As far as I can tell, I’m not coming back up to Alaska next year. Of course, I said the same thing last fall. In any event, I thought I’d post a couple of landscape pics from the last few years, by way of more Alaska nostalgia, amidst the hustle and bustle of closing up the Lodge.

It’s gotta be all shut down and winterized in just about ten days, so it goes fast. You might find yourself peeing in the restroom and hear a knock on the door: “You almost done? We gotta shut it down!”

This was taken either last fall or the fall before. I can’t remember. It’s pot alley, definitely a town landmark. Everything seems a little brighter after a visit to pot alley.

 

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Fall in McCarthy, Alaska, circa 2016

 

Last year I stayed in a cabin a few miles out of town, and a few moose liked to eat breakfast in the yard:

 

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McCarthy, Alaska, 2016

 

One of my favorite trails: Bonanza Mine Trail:

 

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Bonanza Mine Trail, 2016, Wrangell-St. Elias Nat’l Park

 

A cabin I’ve borrowed from time to time:

Cabin life. West side, McCarthy, Alaska

 

Great, little-used campsite on McCarthy Creek. Sunset:

 

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Camping out, circa 2015, McCarthy Creek

 

Our picturesque little swimming hole. (Clothing optional, skinny dipping encouraged):

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Swimmin’ hole, McCarthy, AK, circa 2015

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Writer. In the summers, I live and work in the incredible state of Alaska, in the bush community of McCarthy, as the Executive Director of the Wrangell Mountain Center. When not in McCarthy, you'll typically find me in the Santa Cruz Mountains of California, writing and working with local activists. My primary writing project right now is a novel set in remote bush Alaska, of the magical realism genre wherein an earnest and independent young woman finds a mysterious radio belonging to her grandmother, a device that has paranormal bandwidth and a disturbing ability to mess with one's mental stability.

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