I'm finally catching up on some blogging, yay! SO much coming for ya.
During my time in Dillingham, Alaska this summer, Angela, a friend of my husband's who comes from the Phillipines every summer to work in Alaska, and I made our way up to Snake Lake mountain, the most popular, and one of the only official hiking trails in Dillingham. It was about 10:45 when we left the Peter Pan boat yard, since my husband and her were both finally off work after spending the day welcoming the 2014 salmon season in Bristol Bay.
We climbed into the beat-up Mitsibushi that had been my vehicle for the two years I lived in Alaska and set out towards Aleknagik. There are 26 miles of road between Dillingham and Alekgnagik, and Aleknagik isn't even really a town, just a few houses for people who really want to live "way out" (as if Dillingham isn't out enough). Other than that, there are no roads connecting Dillingham to any other cities or towns--the only way in is by plane. A little more than half way to Alekgnagik is the dirt road leading up to Snake Lake mountain, a few other hikes, and Snake Lake itself. We arrived around at the trail for Snake Lake mountain at around 11:15. Even though it wasn't dark, clouds covered the sky and we knew any remaining light would quickly be dwindling. We scrambled up a ways, keeping our eyes peeled for bears or moose. As we made our way up, we began to feel more and more wary with the thought that a bear could literally be in the very brush we were making our way through. I'm telling you, there's nothing quite like hiking in bear country. Eventually we came to a clearing, which made us relax a little since we had a better view of our surroundings. Once we had settled a bit, we proceeded to make some photos, of course. What else would you do at midnight in the wilderness of Alaska?