This morning was beautiful. Sunny and warm-ish. Our fleece jackets felt good, but I saw one guy in a tank top and a woman in a sleeveless blouse. Fifty-some degrees feels different to Virginia girls than it does to true Alaskans. It was in the low 70s when we visited in June, perfect weather for us but we heard many comments about how hot it was. So, obviously, it’s all what you’re used to.
It started clouding up mid afternoon, so Sal and I headed out for a walk while it was still pretty. There is a loop trail around a lake near University of Alaska Anchorage, which is about 10 minutes from us. As a bonus, it’s also a dog park, so it was a fun place to walk. Friendly dogs and people. And, no surprise, really pretty.
Later, we’ll head out again. We have established a Sunday evening tradition. (Well, this will be our third Sunday in a row, so I think I can call it a tradition.) We go to Dairy Queen and get Blizzards* (Sal a Heath Bar and me a Pumpkin Pie), and we drive to Point Woronzof Park, which has a pretty view of downtown Anchorage, and we enjoy our treats. It’s also a favorite spot for moose, and we’ve seem two bull moose and a mom with her two teenage moose. One Sunday we were told there was a bear right down the path, but we opted to stay in the car rather than check it out. I think they said it was a black bear. They are both here in Anchorage, black bears and brown, the grizzlies. We see pictures posted on Nextdoor fairly frequently of bears in people’s yards. 😬 Would love too see one…from the car.
* Alaska has the highest consumption of ice cream per capita of any state. We’re just trying to fit in.
Pictures from our walk.
Pictures of Anchorage from Point Woronzof Park.
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