Monday, July 17, 2006
Coal Cr.
Chalk up another pretty fun weekend. Saturday Jessie and I were to meet up with Luke, Emily, and her sister who's up visiting down in the Tangle Lakes but it was just dumping down there and so by the time we got down to that neck of the woods they were headed back to a new camping spot. After passing each other we met up near Black Rapids Glacier and agreed to explore the Coal Creek area that Torsten had been raving about. Pretty much comes as advertised.
The drive down was fun though. Made our mandatory stop at the drive-up buffalo diner for malts and corn dogs (pretty much has become a must stop after Emily, Luke, and I swung by over the Memorial day weekend). It really tasted better than it looked:
Life is nice when you've got power windows and get cold at the drive-in diner. Watching the window go up and down was a treat, too:
So yeah, great spot. The weather was breaking just south of us so none of the rain that was dumping in the Alaska Range made it as far north as we were camped. Prettttty sweet. As you might expect, cool as it is, popular camp site with the rednecks. Some quality signage here:
But after a quality night of foil dinners (not nearly as gluttonous as recent outtings... but just as tasty) filled with ground moose, potatoes, onions, and garlic it was time to relax. Emily and Anika went off to catch up in the tent and the rest of us got the good times going, too:
And what night out isn't complete with out at least a couple burnt trees:
So, pretty fun night. Here's Jessie and Matilda kicking it. Matilda had fun being outside the car more and of course, she's getting better around the rest of the little ladies. All three spent a supervised few minutes in the back seat of Jessie's car together so they're on the path to progress...
But otherwise, just a nice night. Check out Luke's shelter of choice. It's selling point is being super light. That's great but I think I'd rather go just a bit heavier. He was in there in a bivy doing some prep work for another season of sheep hunting.
What camping trip isn't complete without a few gratuitous cute dog pictures? Well, here's Bergey proving that even she can have a few bad camera moments:
Otherwise she's happy and slowly dropping the winter lbs.
At trip conclusion though all the little ladies were wiped out. Well, my pair anyway:
Matilda would have been sleeping but she was to worked up waiting for Jessie to come back from the take-out place, poor little thing:
So, the only other excitement on the night was just before bed a porcupine came cruising through camp. I saw it before the dogs did so after leashing Midge up we soaked in a bit of wildlife:
This little guy eventually figured out there was a human a few feet in front after the shutter flopped several times and once he had enough it was off into the brush after getting a better look at me:
So, once again another fine, fine weekend. To bad it's Monday again. Oh well. Until next weekend...
The drive down was fun though. Made our mandatory stop at the drive-up buffalo diner for malts and corn dogs (pretty much has become a must stop after Emily, Luke, and I swung by over the Memorial day weekend). It really tasted better than it looked:
Life is nice when you've got power windows and get cold at the drive-in diner. Watching the window go up and down was a treat, too:
So yeah, great spot. The weather was breaking just south of us so none of the rain that was dumping in the Alaska Range made it as far north as we were camped. Prettttty sweet. As you might expect, cool as it is, popular camp site with the rednecks. Some quality signage here:
But after a quality night of foil dinners (not nearly as gluttonous as recent outtings... but just as tasty) filled with ground moose, potatoes, onions, and garlic it was time to relax. Emily and Anika went off to catch up in the tent and the rest of us got the good times going, too:
And what night out isn't complete with out at least a couple burnt trees:
So, pretty fun night. Here's Jessie and Matilda kicking it. Matilda had fun being outside the car more and of course, she's getting better around the rest of the little ladies. All three spent a supervised few minutes in the back seat of Jessie's car together so they're on the path to progress...
But otherwise, just a nice night. Check out Luke's shelter of choice. It's selling point is being super light. That's great but I think I'd rather go just a bit heavier. He was in there in a bivy doing some prep work for another season of sheep hunting.
What camping trip isn't complete without a few gratuitous cute dog pictures? Well, here's Bergey proving that even she can have a few bad camera moments:
Otherwise she's happy and slowly dropping the winter lbs.
At trip conclusion though all the little ladies were wiped out. Well, my pair anyway:
Matilda would have been sleeping but she was to worked up waiting for Jessie to come back from the take-out place, poor little thing:
So, the only other excitement on the night was just before bed a porcupine came cruising through camp. I saw it before the dogs did so after leashing Midge up we soaked in a bit of wildlife:
This little guy eventually figured out there was a human a few feet in front after the shutter flopped several times and once he had enough it was off into the brush after getting a better look at me:
So, once again another fine, fine weekend. To bad it's Monday again. Oh well. Until next weekend...
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You my freind, get more enjoyment out of the little goofy aspects of life than anyone I've ever known. I had this mental flash of you running the window up and down, the dogs tracking the hamburger wrappers laying on the tray as it moved (somebody giggling loudly...)
My favorite was the butt milkshake. Don't see that everyday. Have you been having a cool summer. I guess you can pretty well see how mine's going. Heading out to Ivotuk again in a couple weeks with no return ticket so that should be fun.
It do make ya wonder where oh where that straw been... My summer has been good so far, I wouldn't say cool exactly if you know what I mean. With very few exeptions I manage to hike next to a stream or creek. Trout, cool water, swimming...Swimming! However, there is a hot springs that we are going into here soon, and ya gotta force yourself through the desert and over the mountain first. Well not really, but kinda. So picture two guys with serious farmer tans (the rest is regulation Alaskan Ghost White) gazing down off the last ridge at a limpid little creek burbling through deep pools and shady trees, plunging down, down, shedding packs, boots, shorts right to the birthday suit, diving in, feeling life begin again, then looking up to see two couples gazing in wide eyed wonder at this wild spectacle of nature. (I dunno martha, kinda white and skinny to be a sasquatch) Neither of the women were the kind ya want to get naked for in any event, so whatdya do? "Hi there, I'm AJ, you folks come here often?" I will say this: Asolo light weight hikers leave a smell not unlike burning tires when running at high rates of speed. (I wear Danner Mountain lights so this was an interesting phenomonen to witness) Think it was something I said?
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