I ran away from home at noon today. OK, if you want to get technical about it – I drove away. But don’t worry – I’m well chaperoned. I absconded with our younger Dachshund, Rhonda.
I also drove off with Jerry’s blessing, if not his understanding. He continues to scratch his head in mild bemusement over my desire to meander in my RV without plan or design.
He asked me again this morning where I was going. I told him I was going to head up the Glenn Highway because it was sunny that direction. He persisted; was I going to Valdez?
What doesn’t he understand about “I don’t know yet”? I’ll decide which way to turn when I get to the junction of the Glenn Hwy and the Richardson Highway some time tomorrow.
For now, it’s been a glorious travel day; lovely weather, a little breezy with some truly beautiful cloud formations but not so much as to stanch the spectacular views of the mountains.
I have been a big fan of the section of the Glenn Highway from Palmer to Glennallen for all the years I’ve lived here (over twenty years now). It’s not the best *road* ever, and you really need to pay attention to staying in your lane on the winding two-lane road – especially in an RV – as well as watching for potholes, ice heaves, rough patches and bumps. Fortunately, there are quite a few passing lanes and pull-outs, so no reason to stress over moving more slowly than smaller, more agile vehicles.
The sheer scenic beauty around every curve is worth every bit of effort you put into the challenge of the drive. ❤️
Did you know that there is a Zip Line ride from high on the ridge all the way down to the Matanuska Glacier? Really! You’ll find it right around mile post 100. 👍🏼 Maybe some day …
One of my favorite moments of today’s drive was actually well beyond the Matanuska River gorge ascent. After driving across what seemed like hours (probably an hour or so in reality) of a mostly unrelieved expanse of fairly flat, black spruce forest stretching every direction as far as you could see, I topped a small rise and there it was, laid out before my eyes in its full splendor – the Wrangle Mountain Range!
After several roadside stops for leg-stretching, potty breaks (for Ronni and me, too) and picture taking, I finally settled for the evening at a riverside campground in Tolsana. I’m parked right on the riverfront in a cozy, comfortable spot and look forward to falling asleep to the sound of the river sweeping by only about twenty feet away.
Nite nite, friends. Day two starts tomorrow! The ramble continues … wonder which way the road will take me?