June 11, 2011

Made it through Thursday...

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?!?!

A sweet ptarmigan chick that I almost stepped on!!!

Blue skies over Anchorage