Posing in front of the glacier.
Scott and Christine carefully make their way across the 32.5F glacially fed stream. Christine tries to stay dry, while Scott uses this as an opportunity to ice his ankle.
These signs all around Exit Glacier mark where the glacier was in that particular year. The Morraines and trees are used as evidence of the time.
Christine and Exit Glacier
Mom is a little more cautious crossing the water.
The first of many self-portraits with gorgeous backgrounds
Christine loves touching the glacier.
Suddenly, I feel a bit inferior.
Kiss the ice, Scotty.
Group photo with bright backlighting.
... Scott, don't eat it!
Edge of the glacier, leaking all over.
Panorama of the glacial stream from the base of Exit Glacier
Studly shadows
This is what I was looking forward to walking around on al week. Luckily, the bruise and swelling improved over the trip.
After visiting the Anchorage market, we walked down to this memorial to start looking for some geocaches.
Mom and Dad enjoy the flowers
Dad finds the first of three geocaches on the day.
A pretty flower, hanging from a basket.
Chris gets really excited about the impending storm. Fortunately it never arrives. However, neither does the bore wave.
The wind really whips through our hair as it kills the bore tide.
Dad studies the horizon for the wavel.
At least we had some pretty views while waiting.
I spy on my parents using my camera through the binoculars.
Lichens!
She is amused by my picture taking. Or just simply laughing at me. I will never know.
The train sneaks up on us.
Christine spots this moose cow while we're speeding down the highway back to the hotel.
She's looking for some food, I think.
Girl gets settled in for our first train ride to the park.
Mom and dad seem quite excited for the trip, too.
Now I see why dogs enjoy riding in cars so much.
A view of the train ahead of us.
The first town the train goes through is Wasilla, home of former Gov. Sarah Palin.
Our best view of Mt. Denali for the entire trip, taken from a moving train. Quite impressive when you realize that the “small” mountains below it are quite impressive.
The train winding its way along a river.
Girl enjoys riding on trains.
Hungry.
Chris really wanted me to jump out of the train to pick her this J. I didn't.
We were stopped here for quite a while, waiting for somebody on the train to get medical attention.
Glacier hanging out on a mountain in the distance.
Crossing a very, very tall bridge as we neared the park.
Picturesque river.
Eeks! A real, live bear greets us at our hotel!
Mr. Gimp carefully takes a photo.
Man, I am SO strong, holding up this large boulder.
But mom, you can do this so effortlessly!
Arctic ground squirrels are cute.
The half-way point of the savage river trail.
Pillar.
Caribou of unknown gender with some major fur problems.
Another arctic ground squirrel, this time incognito.
Daddy ptarmigan (Alaska's state bird), with chick.
Daddy ptarmigan has really fuzzy feet, and is trying to distract me away from mommy and chicks.
Daddy Dall sheep.
Mommy and baby Dall sheep roaming the mountaintops.
Bears and bears and bears and bears.
Three grizzly bears.
Caribou chill out in the snow to keep away pesky flies that lay their eggs under the caribou's skin.
Large chunk of land that has slid down for unapparent reasons.
Eagle.
Polychrome pass.
Our group on the pass.
Man, he looks so proud of himself.
This caribou was so close, this picture didn't need any cropping.
Two caribou, hanging out.
A better eagle picture.
The fight is on!
Mom struggles with her antlers.
Gorgeous view.
Christine wants a closer look.
Ahhh.
Bear cub eating a freshly killed caribou.
Both bears feast on fresh caribou meat.
Near Eilson Visitor Center.
It was cloudy this day, so Mt. Denali could not be seen. However, the light markings near the top of the picture denote exactly where the mountain would be if it were out. Quite an impressive height.
Panoramic view from Eilson Visitor Center. Denali would be on the far right side, if it were out.
Cool weather station.
Pretty flowers grow everywhere here.
I spot another arctic ground squirrel.
Waiting for the bus in the middle of the road.
“Waterfall”
The bus comes for us! Nancy seems quite amused to see us.
Large wolf makingits way back to the wolf den.
Northern Hawk Owl, evidentally a very rare breed among birders.
Scott is doing some odd sort of tired dance.
The river and mountains directly outside of our hotel room.
We arrive for the sled dog demonstration early in the morning. The dogs are still sleepy.
Very sleepy.
Morning potty break for Cassin.
Chris and I get our pet on.
The ranger tells us all about sled dogs.
And they're off!
Aaaannnnnd down the stretch they come!
Stop, dogs!
Mom and dad “drive” the dogs.
Pretty doggies.
Dinner on our final train ride.
Enjoying the air and some beer.
