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BIG VIEWS: DENALI

This weekend my legs took me to a bowl full of mountains in Denali National Park, where jagged peaks go unnamed and reddening tundra marks the height of fall. It's a place where rugged terrain makes you lose your breath, and breathtaking views keep you from catching it. A place where you can't help but wonder if anyone else has ever stood (or done yoga?) in this exact spot - and realize that they probably haven't. 

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 A dear friend summed it up best. "Peaceful would hardly be the way to describe my mood as I stood on that mountain. I felt restless and alive; the wilderness below me seemed to be pulling at me. I wanted to plunge into those dark forests... I wanted to reach those distant mountains... I wanted to ride those waters out to the sea." - Mason McLeod, 2007. 

TRICK OR TREAT?

Happy Halloween! This is a pretty big day. It is the FIRST Halloween in my bank of Alaskan memories where parents will not have to struggle to stuff their kid and their kid's down snowsuit into a ballerina costume. Better yet, there will be no frozen face paint on the cheeks of our youth, and gloves will not hinder the un-wrapping of candy. These kids don't know how lucky they are that it's 34 degrees outside.  

As for our costumes... this year we were inspired by this awesome photo project and decided to give cross dressing a try. 

Did we trick you?!

Update: Due to the remote nature of my current residence, I didn't expect any trick or treaters this year. However, 7pm rolled around and despite an un-illuminated porch light, there was a knock at the door. Of course it was a trick or treater, and of course I'm the only person in the world who doesn't have candy in their home. I poured her some m&ms from a jar (unwrapped candy?! I'm every parents worst nightmare) and gave her a clementine (now I'm every kids worst nightmare). I'm sorry little fisher-girl!