I started the day in Anchorage. That’s the view above. The photo doesn’t get the job done. Anchorage is gorgeous in the winter. And cold. But not as cold as Fairbanks.
The first stop on the way to Chatanika was Fairbanks. I flew from Anchorage, taking less than an hour. At only about 32,000 residents, Fairbanks is quite small. So it was a surprise to find a Moldovan restaurant. And next to Soba, Alaska’s Far Northern Knives, a knife shop with a quirky sense of humor and an owner with a new heart.
The road down from Cleary Summit into Chatanika. This is about 20 miles northeast of Fairbanks on Alaska Highway 6.
There isn’t much to see in winter in Chatanika. But it is one of the song-cities. So check that off. 65° 6′ N. There is a road off Rte 6, but it didn’t look too traveled and I didn’t want to chance it. Maybe in the summer.
Back in Anchorage for a civilized drink at Palmeria Tropical Fusion.
And an important reminder about priorities…
The Journey 