If I Had My Life To Do Over & Leaving Fairbanks

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?   

Lots of moose with their newborn along the highway.   I thought I might spy a moose or beaver here at this small lake, but no luck.  The water wasn't that cold either.  But see that approaching storm?   It deposited 4 inches of snow on the upper Dalton Hwy 3 days ago.   I'm luvin' it!

Yesterday (Thursday) I was up and ready for the next leg of the adventure: the Richardson Highway.