Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Seward Ho

As in Westward Ho. (Yes, I am in Seward, Alaska. No, I am not a Seward Ho.)

We took a lovely and scenic drive yesterday down from Girdwood and into Seward, where we checked into the adorable Alaska Paddle Inn B&B. I think it has just a few rooms; ours is on the second floor of a lovely wood A-frame, and this is the view from the room:


Seriously! Ridiculous!

Does the amazingness end there? Oh no sirree. We had lunch at the Smoke Shack (in an old railcar...hello, how cute is that?!) where a lovely hot, smoky, and tomatoey wheel of brie decided to open my mouth and hop right on into my stomach.


Kris took this video of me and Saya. What can I say? We just can't unplug.



After, we took a two hour "hike" up a closed road to get some good views of Exit Glacier.


(And yes, these are our own photos taken with our very own camera!)

The hike was super fun and relaxing. We took our sweet time, ran around, threw snowballs at each other, and enjoyed the sunshine.


There are few things that give me more pleasure than getting Kris to scream in horror as I smush a cold ball of ice down the front of his shirt....muahahahaha.....

Oh, ok, here is one thing that gives me more pleasure:


Monday, May 10, 2010

Into the Wild

Greetings from Alaska! The Heusens have been out of touch and unplugged now for over a week. First we went to Denver for three days for my AERA conference and hanging out with friends. Then we took an evening flight into Anchorage so Kris could present a paper at ICRA. We've been in Alaska since Monday night (May 3rd) and we'll be here until the 15th.

Let me just say that Alaska is amazing! It is so beautiful here that this city girl is fantasizing about trading in the stilettos for some boots and homesteading on a musk ox farm.

I could tell that this trip would be different as our plan descended into Anchorage. The surrounding mountains and water were just incredible from the air. The following morning (last Tuesday) I left Kris to his conference schmoozing while I took Saya on a wild and crazy Alaska road trip. We had the time of our lives and had so many amazing experiences. I'll have to write about those later; the photos are on Kris's computer which is now dead and has a lost powercord. So I'll pick up the story where Saya and I arrived back in Anchorage on Friday night. We spent the night in Kris's hotel room and then were off the next morning with our little family of three.

Map courtesy of About.com

Here's an Alaskan highway map so you can trace where we're hanging out this week. We decided to spend our time this week in the area just south of Anchorage, known as the Kenai Peninsula. The major towns are Seward and Homer. They're both easy drives from Anchorage and the area is considered "Alaska's Playground" due to the density of all sorts of outdoor adventures: fishing, hiking, kayaking, boating, canoeing, skiing, dogsledding, you name it. We're a little constrained these days with Saya (no kayaking or lengthy hikes for us) but we're having an awesome time nonetheless.

We're here during the last two weeks of the shoulder season, before May 15th arrives and the summer tourism kicks in. The pros are that everything's pretty uncrowded, we've gotten amazing hotel rates, and there are almost no mosquitoes yet! The cons are that the weather has been a little hit-or-miss (with some beautiful and amazing days, and others that are rainy, dreary and cloudy) and it's a bit cold and muddy here; lots of attractions are also closed until the 15th.

We spent the morning on Saturday at the Alaska Zoo, which is a really cool, small zoo filled with only animals that are native to Arctic habitats. We saw polar bears, brown bears, black bears, moose, reindeer, and seals.

From there, we headed down to Girdwood, a small ski town south of Anchorage.


We had lots of laundry to do and our Lonely Planet guide told us that Coin Op Magazine voted the Girdwood Laundromat the most beautiful in America. We did laundry while chowing down on some tacos at the abutting taqueria.

Kris took Saya up the tram to see the Alyeska Glacier while I waited for the clothes to dry.


We drove further down the road to take a peek at Portage Glacier (seen retreating behind us).


Then we entered the Anton Anderson Memorial Tunnel (an engineering marvel blasted out of solid granite) to enter the bizarre little town of Whittier.


Constructed as an intentionally inaccessible military base, the town is now a small fishing village where the majority of its members reside in a depressing, Soviet-looking cinderblock highrise called Begich Towers, set incongruously against the gorgeous mountains and Prince William Sound.

We then tried to visit the town of Hope, but everything was closed. We found ourselves back in Girdwood for dinner at the Double Musky Inn, which has Cajun-influenced food and Alaskana everywhere.


The restaurant is famous for its French Pepper Steak, which Jill Cordes (of Food Network fame) declared the "BEST STEAK IN AMERICA!!!"

I will venture to say that Jill Cordes doesn't know anything about steak, but I will also venture to say that it did not matter after I drank a "Double Musky" which featured several unknown alcohols.

We spent the night at the Hotel Alyeska. How many other hotels have a real stuffed polar bear in the lobby?


Cheesy? Yes. Awesome? Absolutely!

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