Rain. How refreshing. We've had rain/showers every day since we hit Alaska and the 10-day forecast for the Kenai is - you guessed it - rain, every single day. Today's forecast for LHC is 120 degrees. Okay, we can handle rain.
Our last night in the Fairbanks area was spent at the Silver Gulch Saloon, the northernmost brewpub in the US. It's located in Fox, about 10 miles north of Fairbanks. We shared a great meal of halibut and chips, tasted 3 of the brews and declared them very palatable. It's an upscale but sterile place, huge, popular, and crowded.
Across the road is the Howling Dog Saloon, a funky old place with lots of character - and a line up of 10 rough-looking dudes sitting at the bar but nobody sitting at the tables. We liked the ambience but it looked iffy for getting a good meal (hint: everybody drinking, nobody eating), hence the Silver Gulch.
We left Fairbanks at 12:15 yesterday after another check at the post office for our mail which still wasn't there, told them to forward it to Homer if they ever find it; priority mail, 2-3 days anywhere in the US! Uh-huh. We didn't stop at Danali, no hope of seeing the biggy with all the clouds, but still some great scenery along the drive. Today's destination is Seward.
Trapper Creek is 100 miles north of Anchorage. They had a live concert here in the middle of the campground last night, a woman who sang and played guitar under a large gazebo. We got in late and were busy getting set up, doing laundry, and cooking dinner so didn't go sit and listen. We're only 100' away, so could hear it fine anyway.
Pix of saloons, Trapper Creek gazebo, pipeline north of Fairbanks, undercover dog. Those burled posts are real popular here. Trish doesn't like 'em, reminds her of rheumatoid arthritis.
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