Day 2 – Girdwood to Seward, Alaska

Alaska – The Last Frontier

This morning as I sit in my B&B in Seward, Alaska, and sip my coffee, I have been looking at all of the pictures I took from yesterday and trying to pick out just a handful to share. This is tough, because they are all so stunning or hold some special moment in that flash of time.

This is my sixth trip to Alaska and I am completely drawn into the glory of magnificent beauty, full sensory experience of nature and wildlife all around me.

Stopping along the way on the Seward Highway

Perhaps I am drawn to what is just around the bend in the road.

Dusty road to Crow Creek Mine

Or, following a tree rooted path to catch the next glimpse of nature’s treasures.

Side path to an overlook to on Canyon Creek.

Maybe it is knowing that throughout hundreds of years, the hardy locals have preserved their heritage, have endured hardships and have allowed me to be a part of their community, if only for a short time. Where else can you pet a cute Husky at the ice cream shop? (I had to find a way to get this picture in – too cute)

Girdwood, Alaska

The last time I was in Girdwood was a few years ago when I traveled with one of my sisters and some friends. We had rented an RV to tour Denali National Park and the Kenai Peninsula. We had purchased a local book called the Mile Post to find our way around Alaska. This encyclopedia of Alaska travel information literally identified every mom and pop shop, gas station, campground, restaurant and attraction along every roadway.

On our way to the Kenai Peninsula we knew we wanted to stay outside of Anchorage and I found a little paragraph in our book about dry camping at Crow Creek Mine for only $10 per night. The only way to the mine is to drive down a dusty, rough, and winding road. At night it can be quite daunting not knowing where the road will end with only headlights guiding the way.

At sunrise we found we were enveloped by a huge rainforest. We walked through the preserved mining town down to the creek and panned for gold. Yesterday I followed the same path, but my nuggets of gold are all of my pictures. I hope you enjoy.

Entrance to Crow Creek Mine
Walk up to the mining town
Every mining town had a gift shop. 😉
Mess Hall
Inside the mess hall. I’ll stick to my electric drip coffee pot and microwave. Too spoiled.
Historic marker
Grandpa’s cabin – outside
Grandpa’s cabin – inside. Nice, huh?
There is gold in that water and along the shores.
This gold miner did not find his gold. 😕
Wonderful place for an outdoor wedding.
A carpet of greenery along the creek bed.
Time to head back to town.

I stayed at Bud and Carol’s Bed and Breakfast, which is across the street from the luxurious Alyeska Ski Resort. I had my own private luxury with wild flowers surrounding the entrance, a simple, quiet and very clean room with thoughtful, honey touches.

Bud and Carol’s Bed and Breakfast
My breakfast and lunch were at the Bake Shop at the base of the Alyeska Ski Resort. Delicious, made from scratch food.
Great bear wisdom from the locals in Girdwood.

After wandering around, I decided to head to Seward. I stopped along the way when I saw photo stops and just marveled in God’s creativity. By the way, I am afraid of heights so I was holding onto a tree branch when I snapped this picture.

Canyon Creek

Seward, Alaska

On arrival in Seward, I headed to my lodging for the next few days, Soo’s Bed and Breakfast. This is actually Soo’s home and she stays quite busy keeping rooms cleaned for her guests. Besides myself, there were three couples staying on my first night from Las Vegas, Nevada; Jacksonville, Florida, and even a couple from Israel! Soo’s place is walking distance to the small boat marina.

Because I have been to Seward before, I am familiar with the area. After a short rest I headed down to the city park and saw an otter floating by and munching on something. (They eat while floating on their backs in the water.)

Cute otter within view of a city park.
View of Resurrection Bay from City park.

For dinner I joined my friends from Arizona who are in an RV caravan traveling through Canada and Alaska for three months. I would have liked to have been in the caravan with my dog Marshall and his toy Bear, but I need to work a wee bit longer before I retire.

I have no clue what time sunset was, I just crashed at my normal Tulsa time. No sense fighting my body anymore. But that just means a 3:00AM wake up. Oh great! 😉

Until tomorrow, remember, “not all who wander are lost”. J.R.R. Tolkien

The RV Lady

Comments

  1. I know you have to be having the most exhausting peaceful time . Wish we were there