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2019 Trip 5: Alaska,Aug.24-25, #2

Denali

Healy, AK Sunday August 25

Fog along the Parks Highway south of Fairbanks.

Heavy fog in the valley below the Parks Highway.

We left Fairbanks Saturday morning driving down the Parks Highway. The Parks Highway is named after George Parks, an Alaskan Territorial Governor, not for Denali National Park. It runs from Fairbanks to Palmer, just north of Anchorage. Fog covered the highway early, lifting as we moved south and into higher elevations. We arrived in Healy around noon and stopped at our small, mom and pop motel, the White Moose Lodge. We were able to check in and obtain our room keys but not gain access to the room. Fine with us, we had only wanted to let them know we were in town since travel up from Anchorage is still delayed due to wildfires.

Our plan was to arrive in Denali National Park and Preserve early enough to scope out the park, take a hike or two, and verify our reservations for the Sunday morning 6:30 AM bus ride 66 miles into Denali. All of the above were accomplished along with attending church with 32 other souls. One would have thought that a Mass with only 32 people would have been brief but this priest liked to hear himself preach so we had a full hour.

Denali’s layout is a little unique. There is a separate bus depot that handles the ticketing and dispatching for the multiple bus options to tour Denali as well as transport campers, hikers, short day users, etc. About a mile away is the visitor center, parking, gift store and cafe, theater, and train depot. Taking the train to Denali for an overnight from Anchorage, particularly for cruise ship passengers, is a big deal. The train had been canceled for a day or two due to the wildfires right along the tracks. People were transferred to buses for the ride instead.

Two views from original Denali visitor lodging area. Top is view that would on a clear day show Denali.

Two views from the Savage River hike in Denali National Park and Preserve

Chris and I went on several short hikes. We walked around the Savage River location where the first visitors stayed in tent cabins in the 1920s. One of the exhibits told us where to look to see Denali. Clouds blocked the view and we saw nothing. Visiting the sled dogs is another popular option but having fed, harnessed, and driven the sleds in winter in Ely, MN several years ago made any visit here a pale comparison. Instead we saw the video, walked to the bus depot, picked up our tickets, and went for another hike along the Savage River at the point where private cars can go no farther. Dinner was at the 49th State Brewery in Healy, a busy, bustling bistro.

Sunday was up early. We were third in line for the bus, one of many school bus style vehicles in the park. Our style of riding was basically without a lot of narration; much less expensive than the narrated trip. The driver gives sufficient information to inform you of what you are seeing and answers questions in depth. Shorter and longer destinations are possible, and one could get off, go hiking, and flag down a later bus to return. This option normally takes 6-8 hours. We thought that was more than enough time to be sitting on a cramped bus.

Buses lined up at one of the overlooks

It turned out that the bus actually had reasonable leg room with overhead storage to hold our backpack and extra jackets. This 6:30 AM bus was the first one of the day to our destination and was full. We thought the early departure time would provide for a greater likelihood to see animals. We lucked out, we saw tons of animals and great views of Denali. Supposedly only 20-30% of visitors see Denali due to cloud cover. Saturday night we did not view it; by Sunday afternoon clouds were moving in with brief drizzles. Sunday evening it rained. Our timing was quite fortunate. We had chosen to stay three nights in Healy and one more night in Talkeetna to improve our chances to have good weather for viewing.

Views of Denali began early with some cloud cover and improved after that. By the time we reached Eielson Visitor Center, there were only wisps of clouds flowing across the mountain. Eielson is still 30 miles from Denali, it is one massive mountain. In Athabascan, Denali means “high one”. It is North America’s tallest mountain at 20,310 feet,

In the bus looking down

Park Road begins in the valley going through boreal forest with conifers and brush. This is favorite moose habitat. After Savage River, the road is only open to permitted buses and begins climbing on a dirt, narrow road. Buses have to slow down or stop and maneuver around each other. The drop-off on the cliff side is frequently steep. It was a pleasure to leave the driving to others. The views change to a grassy, tundra vegetation with the mountains of the Alaska Range showing their peaks, sometimes snow-capped. As a side comment, yes, there are sufficient rest stops on the bus tours and we have not been bothered by mosquitoes anywhere in Alaska yet.

Melting permafrost has vegetation giving way and sliding down towards the road.

Permafrost failures (where the warming temperature has melted the “permanent” frost in the ground) along the road are visible frequently. This is a great concern, both for the changing vegetation but also for the road which will become more susceptible to mudslides and pavement failures.

Between the driver and the passengers, there are plenty of eyes looking for animals. It does take the passengers about 20 minutes to remember to yell “Stop” as a sign that they have seen animals. Most yell “over there”, “bear”, “is that one”, etc. at first. The driver is good and backs up when necessary and feasible given road conditions. People on the side of the animal take pictures first and then give way to the people on the other side. We do not get out, the animals come first and the Park does not want them to get acclimated to humans.

Another view of Denali

Denali

We are giddy about the possibility of seeing Denali. The sun is out and clouds are rare. Our first glimpse comes from way out but we get several other good shots before we reach Eielson Visitor Center where the bus stops for 30 minutes. Here the viewing is great and we take numerous photos.

Alaska Range in Denali

One can, if desired, stay here for a while and take a later bus back as long as they have room. We are one of the ones who take this bus back. Luckily for campers on another bus, many of our bus companions stayed longer. The campers’ bus broke down and we pick up 23 campers and their packs about 1/3 of the way back to the main bus depot.

The return trip takes longer since we had to load up the campers. My legs start to cramp up and am happy to finally get back to the bus depot at 3 PM. We returned to White Moose and had a picnic out on their deck. The rest of the day was checking out where we were to pick up the raft, getting out the blog of just photos, gassing up the car and then crashing. In bed by 8 PM and asleep shortly thereafter.

Two side comments. We have not been bothered by mosquitoes anywhere in Alaska. I believe their season has come and gone. Second, we observed in Fairbanks an item we have not observed for forty years. Electric car heaters and plug-ins were common in Minnesota. When we moved to Pennsylvania in the mid-70s, they they had no idea what we were talking about. By the time we moved back to Minnesota in 2003, they were uncommon there also. In Fairbanks, it seemed most vehicles had them and the Museum of the North had plug-ins all over the parking lot.

Electric car heater and outdoor plug-in

Ed and Chris. Monday August 26 3 PM

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2019 Trip 5: Alaska. August 20

Confluence of the Chitina and Copper Rivers

Copper Center, Alaska, August 20 Tuesday

Copper Center. Copper River. Gee, I wonder why the name is used here. Well, today we found out as we traveled long into Wrangell-St. Elias National Park and Preserve. The Ahtna Athabascan people who lived here mined copper well before European immigrants arrived and the Ahtna traded copper and other materials with tribes in the region. When the Russians and Americans came to the area and saw the copper usage by the Ahtna, the Ahtna chief told them where copper could be found-although not the best locations. Over time, prospectors discovered copper high on the Kennecott Mountain. That discovery led to the Kennecott Copper Company after more than $100 million of profits were made by the owners (in today’s dollars, about 1.5 billion dollars in profits.)

But I get ahead of myself. After a great breakfast buffet with plenty of bacon, we left the Copper Princess Wilderness Lodge around 7:45 AM. The first stretch of our journey was on paved roads with only a smattering of gravel sections. We had a brief scare with the car. Entering Chitina, where there are vault toilets at a NPS ranger station just before the park begins, we heard a scary dragging noise underneath the car. Stopping and investigating discovered nothing amiss. Starting up the car brought back the noise. Another inspection. Nothing. Driving the car into the ranger station parking lot, the noise disappeared. It seemed some item got caught and then worked its way free. We drove carefully for the next 10 minutes or so but the sound did not return. Good thing, it probably would have taken hours to get auto repair service to Chitina from Valdez.

So why else did we drive carefully? This was the McCarthy Road, written up as a thing of terror for many drivers. A road you should not take per many rental car companies. 60 miles in and 60 miles out, the only way to get to the towns of McCarthy and Kennecott, site of the famous Kennecott copper mine and Kennicott glacier. (As I was informed today, Kennicott with an “i” refers to the glacier and water related objects, Kennecott with an “e” refers to everything else. i=ice, e=everything else-get it?) Discussions of the road are hot topics on the Internet and at the visitor center.

Driving on the McCarthy Road

Warnings are justified but the road was doable. It is primarily gravel with a section of poorly maintained asphalt. The gravel is usually in a washboard state with big potholes only in a couple of miles of the road. There is one dramatic bridge to drive over, a 525 foot one-lane bridge over a river 285 feet below you with a wood plank surface currently under renovation. Portions of the road we drove at 20 mph, much of it was okay at 30-35 mph if you had high clearance and a good suspension. Clouds of finely grained sand dust swirled behind us. I was happy we were in a rental rather than my own car. The drive in was two and one-half hours with stops for pictures, the drive out was closer to two hours. Kennecott is at 2200 feet elevation while Chitina is at 600 feet so there is some elevation gain, most of it in the first five miles. When meeting oncoming cars you normally have to slow down; for larger vehicles (pickups with campers in the bed) one pulls over and stops.

Since Wrangell-St.Elias is mountainous, mountain peaks are all around you. The road follows much of the old railroad bed that was built to haul in supplies and haul out coal; transporting it to the port of Cordova about 120 miles away. Construction of the Copper River and Northwestern Railway was expensive and a feat of accomplishment as the route went over mountains with numerous trestles. Portions of it were built during the Alaskan winter during the years of 1908-1911.

The Root and Kennicott glaciers became visible as we arrived at McCarthy. McCarthy was the private town, providing entertainment to the miners living in the company town of Kennecott just five miles away. 600 people lived at Kennecott, primarily single men but some families. Today the roles are similar, McCarthy has a few bars and shops and a population of 28; Kennecott has the restored buildings and ranger talks of the National Park Service. To reach McCarthy itself after the drive, one walks across a footbridge over the river and either walks another quarter mile to the town or takes a private shuttle. After driving for three and a half hours from Copper Center, a brief walk felt good.

The Kennecott Copper Mill

Chris and I had lunch, finishing in time to take the 1 PM shuttle (they run every half hour and cost $15 round trip per person) the five miles and 25 minutes to Kennecott-the road here is uphill and full of potholes also. Kennecott is full of stories, the discovery of the mother lode, the back breaking work to construct the railroad and town, its abandonment in 1938 (truly abandoned, it was too expensive to remove items so buildings,dishes, food, etc. were all left here), the lives of the miners, the huge profits made here by the Guggenheim and J.P. Morgan families, the years of neglect, and finally the resurrection by the National Park Service and the ongoing restoration of many of the buildings. We learned as much as we could from videos, exhibits, and ranger talks before taking the 4 PM shuttle back to McCarthy and the footbridge to our car.

Glacial drift at Kennecott Mine

The glaciers here are receding but our preconception that we were looking at tons of mining waste in the valley was corrected. Down below us as we stood in Kennecott were miles of glacial drift. Remnants of the Root and Kennecott glaciers have become covered with dirt and ground up rock and look like a moonscape below us, stretching out everywhere we look. Even more amazing, when the miners were here, the glacier drift we see now were glaciers towering 300 feet above them. Talk about living next to an icebox, it must have provided summer air conditioning to the entire valley.

We did not stop along the road on our way out although we slowed down frequently as we passed numerous prime moose viewing areas. We looked and looked but no moose came into view. We were feeling pretty despondent. We have seen moose in Yellowstone and Grand Tetons but missed them in northern Minnesota and at Isle Royale National Park. But this is Alaska, moose are supposedly everywhere.

Our moose!

We made a restroom stop at the wayside in Chitina (population of 126), scene of our car scare on the way in this morning. As we left town, standing on the left side of the road was a moose! It ambled across the road, ate some leaves from bushes on the right side and continued on in to the brush and out of view. It took maybe two minutes between sighting and disappearance, just a lucky coincidence in our favor this time.

View from the Copper Princess WIlderness Lodge, 9:15 PM August 20

Ed and Chris Wdnesday 6 AM

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