Honeymoon, Day 1: Anchorage to McCarthy, Alaska

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This post is admittedly not about Sprout. In fact, it is pre-Sprout. However, we thought some people may be interested in our Alaskan travel and wanted to move our prior posts to this blog. This is the first of 13 posts in our Honeymoon Series.

Location: Anchorage to McCarthy, Alaska

After a few long months, our wedding, and a conference, we finally arrived in Anchorage a little after 1am this morning. We woke early at City Gardens B & B and were greeted by a lovely breakfast with green chile. Apparently New Mexican Chile farmers can ship to Anchorage but not Virginia (of course we try to maintain a steady supply nonetheless… but we digress). We stocked up on groceries and made an obligatory excursion to REI, then headed north out of the ‘city’ on Alaskan Route 1 towards Wasilla (which intrigued Aaron as he had heard you could see Russia from there) and Palmer. We soon found ourselves flanked by two mountain ranges, the Alaskan Range and the Chugach Mountains. Despite the gray day, the views were fabulous.

Jacqui kept busy with the fantastic “bible of the Alaskan roadways”, The Milepost. She could tell Aaron the grade of the road, when to watch for moose, and the history of the roadway as a route during the gold stampede.  Aaron listened intently. On the road we saw a bald eagle, tracked down wine (a necessary beverage for our honeymoon), viewed some of the tallest volcanos on the continent, found that the last gas station for many miles was out of unleaded gas, and finally, risked our lives crossing some treacherous planks that Alaskans call road bridges.

Mt. Stanford
Bald Eagle
Aaron pondering whether or not we should turn back
They really expect cars to drive on this?

We reached the end of the 60 mile McCarthy road, a dirt road and the only road into McCarthy, Alaska. We found our accommodations at Aspen Meadow’s B & B. The two beds in the quaint cabin evoked regret that our invitation to Mama Marianne, Rebecca, and Alexis to continue our collective honeymoon was declined.

Our Cabin
Aaron making dinner.
Plenty of room for more guests.

We made dinner and settled down for the night despite the continuing daylight. True darkness never arrived … we didn’t even have to burn fish innards like Tobias.

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