Boldly Going to Wrangell St. Elias National Park

Collin got a coupla weeks off, so we packed up the car, loaded the dog, and set out for the 9-hour drive to McCarthy and Kennicott at Wrangell-St. Elias National Park.  We'd been there many times by air, ushering in a group of pilots for a two-night stay at the comfy Glacier Lodge.  This time, we camped, in the rough and historic town of McCarthy, home to rushing rivers, visiting ice climbers from around the world, a great museum, and some hearty Alaskans that tough it out in this town to make it all happen.

Among other folks we encountered was the beer delivery guy named Pooky, a shuttle driver named Cosmo, and a horse named Curly Sue.  All great fun, luckily no bear scares, and the Root and Kennicott glaciers are as spectacular as ever.