My sincerest apologies

I apologize.

For the sheer length of this post. I mean, what is happening! I had quite a few people tell me that they wanted to see more photos of the great Alaskan get-away, but I took it there...went 50 feet further, around a corner and through a tunnel. I kept editing and editing and when I was uploading I couldn't believe I threw down over 30 images.

Sickening, right? Bored yet?

So, if you're so over Alaska and all things winter, feel free to skip this post. I'll get things back to normal next week. But for now....

...let's see...Oh, yes. We left off in Seward. Which I love. Much.

Here's the main street with Marathon Mountain in the background

(Haha...I was roaming around town taking photos while the boys were waiting to be picked up about 5 miles away...whoops!)

I also hit up the Alaska Sealife Center...awwwww....

This guy was totally flirting with me. I could tell. He just kept swimming in front of me and coming back...twirling...I liked him. I named him Simon.

Got lost and ended up in a cargo loading area. Driving Paul. I'm sure nobody saw me.

leaving Seward, headed back to Anchorage

ARCTIC MAN!!!!!!

and a wipe out...ouch...

The skiers would basically disappear off the top of the hill and reappear WAY down at the bottom as a little tiny speck. Insane speed.

Over 7,000 people bring their sleds to the middle of nowhere for this competition and to ride.

and this is how we made our morning coffee. In Paul. Did I get a photo of our living arrangements for the weekend? No?! Why would I? Honestly...pathetic...

Ricky got stuck.

Playing around

Bummer-blew out a tire on the way from Valdez back to Anchorage. Oddly enough, we were driving right by a bicyclist when it happened. It was super loud, poor biker...that's what you get for exercising! ;-)

We came back from Arctic Man Sunday and Nick and I had all day Monday to roam around and do whatever. We decided to drive to Whitter so I could drive through the train/traffic tunnel (Nick did it two years ago when he visited).

Ricky had an awesome ride for us to take for the day: meet The Bruiser.

Mr. Nick had to check the oil at nearly every stop.

Epic.

Every 15 minutes traffic is stopped so a train can go through the tunnel. On the half hour, traffic flows one way, on the hour, traffic flows the other.
A two mile long tunnel through a mountain for all road travel to Whitter...

A hospital that was built for use in WWII but was never actually used.

Checking the oil

I likes.

Back for our last night!

Where I got SO CLOSE to a baby moose-on our last day. How lucky was that!!!!

Yay---what a great trip!!!!!