We've left the coast and moved inland.
It's time to start contemplating a move south as winter is looming.
Most of the lower 48 crowd has left and its just us and the Alaskans.
They are staying for the winter...
We have thousands of miles to travel to escape the icy grasp of winter and slowly
but surely the clock continues to count down.
The days get shorter.
Night time is getting longer....
Before we leave though... I need to leave you with a few parting shots.
This Sea Otter checks me out.
A few flowers still hang in there... for how much longer?
Moving inland means an instantaneous change in climate.
Especially this time of year.
Passing thru the Anchorage Metro - we head north on the Glenn Highway
and once around Palmer (and the Alaska State Fair!) we notice the trees showing colors.
This morning we saw fresh snow on the mountains above us.
Its only a matter of time till that snow is down where we are!
The Tundra is turning orange and the contrast with the Spruce is beautiful!
Ever vigilant - Gracie keeps an eye on things.
Lucy could care less.
We pass Matanuska Glacier and I have to stop to take a photo.
It's a beautiful time of year.
I want to linger and see summer surrender to winter, yet I dont want to
linger too long and be caught up in winters icy grip.
Kate reminds me of the Donner Party....
Tonight we are in Tok Alaska.
We could easily play it safe and turn right and head south on the Alaska Highway.
In 10 days we could be in Washington or Montana....
But we are going to turn left and head further north.
Its time to take the Top of the World Highway again and head over to
Dawson City in the Yukon.
Dawson is the site of the Klondike Gold Rush and we are in search of our own
The Gold Rush of Autumn.