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The Denali Highway, day 11

Monday, January 26th, 2009

This is continued from our Alaska trip in August. With so much to see and do I fell behind on the blog and skipped day 9 – 13.

After waking up in 38° F., Debbie grabbing a shower and me grabbing breakfast at the Roadhouse we are enroute to Paxson (population 37) in search of laundry, Internet and a post office. As we left we doubled back to the nearby Sourdough Creek Campground (BLM) to dump trash. The Sourdough Creek Campground would be a great place to camp and fish. We went down to the boat launch area and watched a couple of red salmon (5-7 pounds) be brought in by a lucky fisherman. I tired my luck with no joy. Next time I need to build more time into the schedule for fishing.

Near Paxson we checked out the BLM’s Paxson Lake Campground. It is a great facility with a large lake to fish and boat on. It also has a dump station. Rafting groups leave from here for 4 day trips down the Paxson River to the Sourdough Creek Campground.

We stopped at Paxson which basically consisted of the Paxson Roadhouse. We fueled with diesel ($5.599 per gallon – mileage for this fill-up 18mpg) and went inside for lunch.

No post office here – the mailman only comes on Tuesdays and Thursday, no Internet, and no laundry. Lunch however, was great and you can buy a shower here. People from a tour bus were eating and another bus came in while we were there. A very busy place. Once a year Paxson is the 3rd largest city in Alaska when the snow machine riders convene for their annual gathering.

Here we turned west onto the Denali Highway. We have 135 miles ahead of us of mostly gravel road. (a warm-up for the Dalton).

Great views of the Gulkana Glacier and in the distance the Wrangell-St.Elias peaks.

We drove to the Tangle Inn BLM Campground but there were too many people about (learned later tomorrow  was opening day for Caribou hunting  :^( so we backtracked a bit and just pulled off the road into an open area with a 180° view of the mountains and tundra.

This entire area was once covered in ice and the glaciers carved out the hills and lakes. Gravel is everywhere as is lichen, the main food for the caribou. Herds that took days to cross came through here and still do but in much smaller numbers.

We had a great camp, veggie stir fry and spent lots of time waiting to see a caribou.

 

 

Sourdough Creek,
Sourdough Creek Campground, day 10

Monday, January 26th, 2009

This is continued from our Alaska trip in August. With so much to see and do I fell behind on the blog and skipped day 9 – 13.

We departed Porcupine Creek Campground in the rain after some Starbucks coffee. We were en route to Valdez, instead of Girdwood as originally planned. We were heading south, along the Tok cut-off, in search of the sun.

We stopped at the Slana post office (a community post office, not a town post office) located at the northern access to the Wrangell/St. Elias National Park on Nabesna Road to mail some postcards. Apparently the mail only goes out once per week so we hope they make it sometime!

Along the way we looked for the Wrangell Mountains but they were still hiding in clouds of rain. Also took a side road wanting to fish but gave it up.

We stopped at the Headquarters of the Wrangell/St. Elias National Park. What a great national park! It is the largest national park and is equal to 6 Yellowstones. It is 7 times the size of Switzerland with taller peaks. Unfortunately, we could not see the peaks because of the weather.

We met a ranger, who had built his own cabin in the woods (seems that many do this) who surprised us, revealing that many Alaskans (who live outside the towns) buy showers as they do not have running water because of the -40° winters . What a concept for the Class B traveler – a Eureka moment and one that was to change our trip! You can buy a shower!!

Hearing we were planning to visit Denali via Anchorage, he suggested by-passing Anchorage and traversing the Denali Highway, a much more scenic, mostly unpaved, route to Denali.

We headed back north on Highway 4, the Richardson Highway. We went a couple of miles west on Highway 1 to stock up on food and drink in Glenallen. We were also looking to buy a shower and for a place to dump holding tanks and fill with water. Groceries were no problem. Everything else was a slight challenge. We went the Northern Lights Campground, which had no water the day before, and found the office closed until 5pm. No problem – we would leave $5 each for the showers and for dumping. The showers as it turned out, operated only with tokens that could be purchased at the office – so much for showers. We did dump and fill and left $5 under the door of the office. Now, the drink . . . liquor being illegal in Glenallen, the liquor store was located 5 miles from town back on Hwy 4 (the liquor stores have to be 5 miles from the center of the community, the post office, 5 miles from schools and 5 miles from each other).

The liquor store had a great supply of wine as long as you wanted at best, the Sterling Vitner’s Collection. This was the best wine we had found so far but left a bit to be desired. The store was for sale with the owner planning to move back to Tracy, California. Small world.

Still heading north towards the Denali Highway and in search of showers we passed through miles of boreal forest before landing at the Sourdough Creek Roadhouse for showers ($3). We decided to stay here instead of the Sourdough Creek Campground (BLM). The campground is a good choice with nice sites and next to the Gulkana River. All the campgrounds have out-houses, almost none have water.

We camped near next to Sourdough Creek and Debbie headed for the shower. She went first and came back with her report. The shower (yes, just one) was moldy but by Alaskan standards was fine. Showers often include towels as this one did. We were glad to get a shower! Keith did a little fishing, again with no joy, but made up for it with breakfast at the Roadhouse the next morning. The next morning, Debbie went into the dining room to buy a second shower, wearing her parka. She was greeted with, “You must be the lady in the Mercedes.”

It is sometimes hard to be from California!

Footnote: The most common thing in Alaska is the out-house. Since water is mostly hauled in and with the freezing temperatures this just makes more sense. One thing one in our party can testify to is to make sure the door is well fastened. If a wind comes up and blows the door open a 180°’s and you are sitting there it is very difficult to get up in a refined manner and shut the door.

Porcupine Creek, day 9

Monday, January 26th, 2009

This is continued from our Alaska trip in August. With so much to see and do I fell behind on the blog and skipped day 9 – 13. Here they are.

Our camp.After a great breakfast and coffee we broke camp and headed out from the Sourdough Campground. It was about 9am, about 42° and we were en route to somewhere. We didn’t know where we were going to stay, we were just heading southwest down the Tok Cutoff. If person had asked me, “where you headed?” and for the first time in my life I could say, “I don’t know and frankly, I don’t care. ”

Just outside of Tok we stopped at a likely fishing spot. I was lucky enough to land a Grayling, the first one I have ever caught. I was using a small silver spinner.

It started raining right after we left here.

We didn’t travel far today. Only about 60 miles before we decided to camp at Porcupine Creek Campground, an Alaska State Campground with 15 sites.

We checked the campground out and then drove further southwest hoping to see part of the Wrangell Mountains. No luck there. With the low clouds and rain we lost out on seeing Mt. Sanford from this direction.

We went as far as the Nabesna Road, the north entry into Wrangell-St.Eias National Park. After driving a couple of miles we decided to turn back to Porcupine Creek. Nabesna Road would be ok in drier weather but I was worried as it basically runs next to several water ways. Most likely some great fishing here.

It rained all night and the birds made it sound like a tropical rain forest. We had a great dinner. We were surrounded by Aspen and Spruce and we played Scrabble. The Alaskan State campgrounds are quite nice – no graffiti, adequate toilet facilities and mostly level sites.

We saw this guy just outside the door in the morning while having coffee.

Our Sportsmobile Sprinter has been doing great. We have had it campsites and down roads that were quite rough. The back porch (middle)The solar has been challenged by all the clouds so I have used the ADR (idle control for the Sprinter engine) as a generator. The “back porch” is working great. I am very happy that we can actually camp without putting anything outside – a nice feature in bear country.

Home again, home again, jiggety jig, day 32

Monday, September 1st, 2008
Shasta. Not too shabby. What a trip! We traveled 6,167 miles, 1,040 miles by boat and 5,127 miles (including over 600 miles of dirt road) in our Sportsmobile Sprinter (“the Bus”). Traveling as far north as 67°14’55″(Coldfoot, Alaska), we used 270 gallons of diesel for an average 19 mpg.
Hot and dry . . . we're home. We saw sunshine and blue skies for about 12 days and had many days of rain, some freezing slush and a brief period of snow. Temperatures ranged from the mid 70′s to 39° F. – mostly in the 40°-60° range.
We dry camped 20 nights at highway turn-outs, National or State Parks (US) Provisional Parks (YT, Canada), or Government Parks (BC, Canada).We were gone for 32 days and could have used at least another 14 days for southern Alaska, more fishing, and going further north in Alaska or the Yukon.We’ll save all that for next time! Yaaahoooooo!

Our last camp, day 31

Monday, September 1st, 2008
Our last camp. We headed toward Eugene to have lunch with a good friend and to meet some new friends. Eugene is a pretty city and it was here we first noticed it was getting warm.
The first time we used the net to cover the back door opening. Worked fine and gave us more venilation. Tonight we camped at the Valley of the Rogue State Park. We had camped here 32 days ago on the first leg of the journey. This time it was full of 3-day weekend campers and all were having a good time.
Keith is tired. A bit melancholy, we stayed up for a while talking about the trip and the cats waiting at home.