We made it! The Top of the World Highway and the Taylor Highway, neither of them are in very good shape. Winding road and gravel and the side of the road rops off into air. A bit scary. Chicken is Chicken because the namers of the town couldn't spell Ptarmegin. (I think that I just did.)
Tok, Alaska is a cross roads. We stayed at the Burnt Paw Cabins. Very nice. We missed up the oppertunity to buy a sled dog puppy to take home. But there were 3 cute ones for sale.
I did our second loads of laundry. And I met an anthropologist who is working on the Denali pipeline.
Doesn,t Earthie look like she belongs here. On to Anchorage and to pick up Paul.
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