The trip to Palmer (about 45 miles northeast of Anchorage), was spectacular, along the road know as the Tok Cut Off Road. Tooling along through low, rolling hills, alive with the colors of autumn, you come around one curve, and this mountain takes your breath away:

Mt Sanford is not that tall - only about 16,000 feet - but it's presence is so huge and noticeable. We ended up driving around two or three sides of this imposing scene - I probably have about 20 pictures of it!
A bit further along, this incredible glacier (which at this moment shall remain un-named - since I can't remember its name):

Then, after spending the night in Palmer, it was on to Denali - the "Great One" in the local native language. It is the renamed Mt. McKinley National Park. About 40 miles south of the peak itself, there is a viewpoint - a spot to pull off the road, and, if you are very lucky, gasp at the beauty of the highest peak in North America - Denali is 20,230 feet. They say the entire peak is only visible about 2 or 3 days a month, so we were lucky to see most of it:

You have to imagine the lofty part of the peak not visible here - and remember, this massive mountain is over 40 miles away from me when I took this picture!
Just to the left of the main peak, this incredible peak with many spires thrusting their way to the sky:

Walking up the hill a bit, you could see another mountain to the left - I think it's called Dall mountain, but I'm not sure. I have seen this mountain pictured elsewhere - I want to do a little research and nail down its real name later:

Even though we did not get to see all of the 'Great One', we feel very privileged to see as much of it as we did! We camped that night at a private campground about 15 miles south of the park entrance. After setting up camp, we drove up to the park to get our bus tickets for the next day - you can't drive into the park with private vehicles. Walking into the Wilderness Access Center, we heard what sounded like a fleet of 747s taking off - a hail storm was advancing across the valley. I wish I carried a good sound recorder - it was an unforgettable roar! The hail came down very hard and fast - quickly covering the ground with white marble-sized hail. Fortunately, I don't think any damage was done to the Chevy.
The next day, our trip on the bus into Denali, was indeed the high point of our trip. To observe God's animal kingdom, living in the incredible beauty of the Alaska wilderness - there are no words to come close to describing it. Next blog entry, I'll try to pick the highlights out of the wild animal pictures I was fortunate to get - including grizzlies at less than fifty feet! (Sure glad we were in the bus!!)
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