Anchorage (2)

Woken up once more before 05:00, the temperature is low enough to head to the Earthquake Park, via the coastal trail.

Reminds me Sydney...

After a few hours of walk, I get a well-deserved incredible brunch at the Snow City Café.

The Far North looks a bit like the Far West, to which you would have added a population of fur traders and masters, and flowers everywhere.

  

 

I still have a few hours, the Anchorage Musuem and its air con sounds like a good option.

Now it is time to board the coach to Denali. After 1 hour and a half on the Parks Highway, we are stopped by a fire that has been ragin for 2 days, and which is getting out of control. We stop on the side of the road.

After waiting 3 hours, we turn around and head back to Anchorage, and almost hit a mosse crossing the road in front of us: