Felt the need to climb a ridge and seek the elusive sun before heading out to the memorial service. The fog bank rose above the ridge tops by the time I got up past Bear Pass-this time, I went to the right. It's always a surreal feeling to climb close to the cloud ceiling. The sun, eventually, peeked out here and there. Beautiful, none the less....
What do you see?!?!
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A sweet ptarmigan chick that I almost stepped on!!! |
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Blue skies over Anchorage |