The High One…

…or Mt. Denali. That’s what the Athabascans called the massive peak that loomed over their land. It was changed to Mt. McKinley by an explorer in honor of then president-elect William McKinley (in the early 1900s, I think). I prefer Denali. It stands 20,310 feet, making it the highest peak in No. America. They say only 30% of the people who venture to Denali National Park get to see the peak (it’s usually clouded in), but we lucked out today — for about 15 minutes! It was spectacular. And we saw some wildlife along the way — grizzlies, caribou, Dall sheep, moose, foxes. Wolves are rare sights. I did not see any, but met a hiker who had.

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  1. Great photos and history. I think our sister is obsessed with the Bar. Personally, I would avoid them at all costs!


  2. Thoroughly enjoying your photo journey, Jim. I imagine you have heard by now of the hiker who died in Anchorage because of bear mauling. Be careful.

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    1. Hi Maureen: Thanks, and yes, I did hear about the hiker. It was in Eagle River, about 90 miles from where I stayed last night. He was an experienced hiker and had grown up in Alaska. Very sobering.


    1. Well, you know I have a warm spot in my heart for the old ones. Went by a river on the Kenai peninsula today; must have been 30 guys lined up, not more than 10 feet apart. Guessing that they were fishing for salmon.


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