On the way to the Fountainhead Antique Auto Museum I immediately stopped when I saw this exhibit.
Ever since I was about 6 years old I've loved small planes. I've really fantasized about being a small plane pilot here in Alaska or some other semi-remote area. But...like many folks with big dreams, I never had the confidence to 'go for it'. Didn't think I could do it. And so I went into the corporate world..a "safer" option.
Lesson learned. Every day is a new day and an opportunity to plan and live new dreams, eh?
Left Fairbanks a few days ago and returned to Tok for a few days. BTW, the name "Tok" is pronounced like "toke"...as in "One toke over the line, sweet Jesus....". Surely, you all remember THAT ode to enlightenment, eh?
Yesterday (Thursday) I was up and ready for the next leg of the adventure: the Richardson Highway.