Talkeetna and the Mountain

Today we drove south from Fairbanks. There was a break in the clouds as we passed Cantwell and suddenly we saw something we had not yet glimpsed. There was Denali (or Mt. McKinley) - your preference. I managed a couple of fairly good shots with my new camera and one bad one with my phone. Trust me though, the mountain was visible. Not for long, but it was there. 

By the time we arrived at Talkeetna the mountain had totally disappeared again. The rv campground we planned on staying in was full, so we found the local city no frills campground and are staying there tonight. We don't have any hookups, but with our solar capacity that is not an issue.

We walked into downtown via a pretty muddy path and had dinner at the restaurant associated with the local brewery, Denali Brewing. I have tried not to talk about food much, but our dinner was outstanding! Mike had sockeye salmon with chard and kale and I had reindeer meatloaf. This was the best dinner we have had in Alaska that we did not cook ourselves. 

Talkeetna has an historic district that is authentic. We stopped at the farmers market and picked up some greens and eggs to take with us. The local grocery store and deli has been around for almost a hundred years and looks like it has not changed much during that time.

 

The town is known as the starting place for expeditions to the mountain and is also a great place for rafting, boat trips and flights to the mountain glaciers. 

After dinner we walked back to the campground and Mike proceeded to best me at cribbage.