Day Sixteen: Seward, AK. the Mural Capital of Alaska

Two weeks in, I've seen some bears (all black), and climbed two mountains. We live in a campground with no internet or wifi or showers, but with an electrified bear-deterent fence. I've become admittedly blaze about the whole bear-thing (bearanoia) since I heard that there are only about three bear-related fatalities a year and that violent bear/human encounters are incredibly rare. So Seward, very small. I wish it had a health food store (it used to). Food is Hyper Expensive here. literally twice the cost anywhere else I've ever been. amazing. broke. Other than that, I really can't complain. Life is good., I am tired, but happy, and only a little bored (mostly because I should be doing homework). Can't think of anything else. Oh, there is this:
view from Flat Top Mountain
Clouds
Fast-Pitch Whiffle Ball

Day something: Seward, Alaska

Here in Seward for the next five weeks, internet again on Saturday, when I fully intend to blow my internet mind out, Carol, Paintings and drawings on Saturday, promise. Tim, Give me a call Saturday if it's convenient, otherwise I'll just keep doing Latin chapters and we can catch up all at once. No cell service at the campsite, my thoughts and prayers are on you all. All my Love,
Tim.
PS. I work on a Glacier - Aidan, I wanted to tell you that I've WATCHED A GLACIER MELT. it's pretty cool.

Day Fifteen: At the Top of Mount Purgatory lies the Earthly Paradise

I have little time for an update, and no potential internet prospects for the next week as of yet, but I wanted to update to say that I haven't been this calm or focused in years and that Alaska is the most beautiful place I've ever seen. I've met thirty of the most intense people ever. This place is amazing. The Conservation Corps is the Hippy Branch of the Military. There is no finer sensation than the experience of twenty-three hours of light (with an hour of dusk). it's awesome. thank you all for your thoughts and prayers, and I am thinking of you all often.

Day Ten.5 - Alaska Backpackers Inn

I arrived in Anchorage last night and stayed at the Alaska Backpackers Inn, a Hostel downtown. I made it

Day ten: Back in the USA

Gagona, AK: it's four something in the afternoon here. Last night, there was only three hours and change of non-sunlight (it never really got dark, more dusky, then light again.) I already have a sunburn. far out. So I'm about 150- some odd miles outside of Anchorage, and I'm almost ready to make a Bushian assertion to successful completion of my first objective. Now, all I have to do is actually GET to Anchorage, then make it to Americorps headquarters tomorrow morning and finish the semesters studies from 5500 miles away. No problem. I don't have a whole lot of pictures, my camera's battery has been dead for the better part of the weekend. The pics I have are pretty dark, but I'll go through them to make sure there aren't any winners. Next stop, Anchorage!

Day Nine - is it really nine? damn.

Day nine: Whitehorse, Yukon. The Alcan is the craziest thing ever. Adjectives can't describe. No guard rails, 200 ft drop on either side, giant pot holes, one lane in either direction. I have no pictures, as the camera battery died right after I left Fort Nelson. Canada is a funny place. Funny as in they charge for water, there are few public restrooms and nothing is open after 10pm. As I drive around at 1:30 am looking for gas, I notice about a dozen other wayward vessels locked in a similar persuit. They all have American plates. The canadians all went to bed.... also, if you're in a very beautiful town, marred only by the pressence of a giant oil refinery right to the south which periodically sends large streams of foul air through the southern half of town, you'd expect gas to be the cheapest. Why is gas more expensive here than anywhere else I've been? gotta get back on the road. Next stop, Tok, Alaska. Camera charged, onward ho!

Day Eight: Yukon Ho!

So, "What happened to day seven?" you say? Yesterday, I drove about a thousand miles in just under twenty-four hours. Right now, I'm in Fort Nelson, British Columbia, the last stop before the Yukon, from there to Tok, Alaska and Anchorage. I probably won't make it all the way to Whitehorse, Yu today, it's another 900 miles, but I'll atleast shoot for Watson Lake. I saw my first bear yesterday, it must've been a cub as it was only about my size (a safe distance was maintained). Last night, I officially got on the Alcan Highway and this morning I got a chance to go running on it. Pretty badass. I have pictures, but I need to get back on the road and there's no power outlet here, so more later at the campgrounds.