Bonkoski's Alaskan Trip Journal 2008 travel blog

Views from the Homestead RV Park in Wasilla; overlooking the Mat-Su Valley

Alaska offers many varieties of wild flowers; just outside of Wasilla near...

Our Alfa in the back row at Homestead RV Park in Wasilla

Our first sighting of the "Great One'

Our second sighting of Mt. McKinley with Mt. Hunter sneeking in on...

As we drove further north on the Parks Highway...Mt. McKinley..the tallest peak...

IZE=3>July 28th…Monday! We said goodbye to the lodge, the river, the fishing, and the valley; then headed north, towards Anchorage. As we departed the Kenai Peninsular that Monday morning, I could recall the anticipation we felt driving the opposing direction, two weeks prior! Never knowing what the new experiences of this part of Alaska would bring, we hoped for the best. The best of weather, the best of fishing, the best of together time, the best of it all! I, myself enjoyed the peninsular; the town of Homer, Ninilchik, Kenai, and finally Cooper Landing. Each site in each campground offered us a different experience, a different view, a different time! But now our time was to leave the Kenai, for other plans north. With only one day planned to shop ‘til we dropped while in Anchorage, and spend the night in Wasilla (45 miles to the north), our next entire week was full of new, different and exciting adventures. We were headed for Denali National Park!

July 29th…Tuesday. We departed Wasilla, near noon on Tuesday. The sun was shining and we were headed to the Interior section of Alaska; we were now leaving the coastal communities in our rearview mirror. The towns of Talkeetna, Denali, Healy and Fairbanks, were on our agenda for the upcoming week.

I had just completed booking a flight-seeing trip over Mt. McKinley, a white water raft trip on the Nenana River, a Jet Boat trip on the Talkeetna, Susitna, and Chulitna Rivers, and a four wheel drive Jeep trip over Stampede Trail in the outback of Denali Park. We headed north on the Parks Highway, out of Anchorage, out of Wasilla to where the road would meet our first sighting of the “Great One”… Mt. McKinley! The highest peak in North America~20,320 feet tall…we prayed for one clear day with no rain!

Soon into our Tuesday morning trek northward, we came upon the small town of Willow…around Mile Marker 60 on the Parks Highway. According the our traveling bible, the Milepost, our first views of the “Great One” would be soon. I know longer picked up my camera, while Bob was driving the motor home, did I spot it…..directly situated in the middle of the highway. There in front of us…Mt. McKinley. Our first sighting was awesome, the second and third sighting, even more so! Thank God the sun was out, the skies were blue and we had the finest privilege of being able to actually see Mt. McKinley. Clouds bump up against the mountain and people say "the mountain makes its' own weather. Only about 20% of the summer days, does this massive mountain show itself! We were in awe!

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