After the ship docked in Seward, my sister and I boarded a bus bound for Denali National Park. We were extremely lucky that the two days we were there were almost entirely sunny and clear; according to the tour bus driver, only a third of all tourists to this area ever get to see Mt. McKinley because it's usually hiding behind clouds. Here are some of the shots I took on the way up - but the Beluga whales we saw in the Turnagain Arm were too far away to photograph well, and the black bear cub who thought about crossing the road in front of us changed his mind and shot back into the underbrush before I could get my camera up. Please excuse the spots and reflections from the bus windows (and the occasional head that bobbed in front of me at the last minute).
The night before we reached Denali, the sky put on a spectacular Northern Lights show shortly after 2am. We left a wakeup call with the hotel in case they showed again the night we were there, but the call never came. Sue woke up about 3am and saw just a dim green glow on the horizon, so apparently the lights didn't feel like performing for us.
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"To the lover of wilderness, Alaska is one of the most wonderful countries in the world." ~John Muir
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