As promised, a few photos from J's trip to Anchorage, Alaska earlier this week. He's at the office this morning and not available to help out with captions, so I'll try to relay his narration from yesterday.
The little A-frame building is actually the entrance to a very long tunnel that runs through the mountain in the background. It leads to the town where everyone lives in the same building.
The eight-passenger prop plane that took Jesse and a few other passengers on a tour of the area.
3-2-1. Take-off.
Even the locals on the plane (who take this trip often) were snapping photos of the beautiful scenery.
About halfway through the flight, J just stopped taking photos because he said, "there are only so many breathtaking views a person can possibly capture."
Crystal clear skies. Another breathtaking view.
On the way home at sunset.
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As I was telling Larson earlier today, Whittier, AK was pretty much a apartment building, a school, a bar, and a sundry store. The tunnel to get there was the single width of a car so it was only open 15 minutes each hour in a single direction. The apartment building is apparently full of users and other people looking to hide out. Oh, and 90% of the time it is either raining or snowing or having gale force winds blow through it. Seriously, Whittier sounds like the cold version of hell.
Of course it was beautiful when we showed up and everyone was nice. But they had plenty of stories, including one where the principal had to shoo a bear out of the school.
I swear I am not making any of this up. The town's motto is something like: "Weird, even for Alaska."
I can only imagine what the meetings sound like in DC...
The Boss: "So, what kind of shit-hole should we send Gelwicks to this week?"
Employee: "I hear a locust cloud is gonna hit Spread Eagle, Wisconsin."
Boss: "Oooooh. Tha'd be funny. Buy the tickets."
Those mountains are stunning.
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