An Anchorage limosine People who live in Anchorage are used to being the butt of jokes made by those who consider themselves “real” Alaskans. You’ve heard the dings (“Anchorage isn’t Alaska…but you can see it from there”) and the derogatory nicknames (“Anchoragua”) and so on, but here’s the thing: Anchorage enables those who love it to have their cake and eat it too. No, Anchorage is not the fulfillment of some Hollywood-cliche Alaskana — we residents (what ARE we called?…
What a strange experience, having a garage sale for the first time ever. A wide range of experiences, actually. Before… The hectic preparation phase covered the entire past week. I posted as many individual items as possible on Craig’s List, each complete with photos and a write-up — and a mention of the imminent garage sale. Then there was the aggregated garage-sale listing that I tried to keep up-to-date. The bonus was moving a lot of items prior to the…
The Chugach Mountains cast an early morning shadow over Anchorage. Riding point for the Chugach is Flattop Mountain, LITERALLY Anchorage’s backyard and the most-climbed mountain in Alaska. From the Glen Alps Trailhead, it’s anywhere from 30 minutes (if you’re running) to a couple of hours (if you’re waddling). I tend to be more in the middle: my average time runs about 40 minutes. Flattop Mountain from between the first and second saddles Last week I took two jaunts up the…