|Bambi hangin' with her daddy|
for a while before he leaves
The flight: so uneventful as to be nearly unworthy of mention here, and my ride to TKA was equally aggressively mundane.
|The rugged Chugach range just outside Anchorage|
So instead, I headed over to my "hotel," the Tee Pee where I stayed last year, and whose proprietor is still that same nice, but wayyyy too chatty older woman. She promptly checked me in.
I asked if there was anywhere still serving food in town and was told nobody was open at this hour. GARRR!
Miraculously, though, she volunteered that she'd hosted a banquet at the hotel that day, and had tons of leftover food—and that she would feed me for free!! Done, and done.
|The Chugach range|
Two huge plates of barbecue baby back ribs, macaroni salad, garlic bread, and two beverages later, I crashed.