I had already booked a work-related flight to Fairbanks when Covid19 began spreading through the U.S. I remember talking about it with Moni in the days before I flew, and especially the night before I was to go. We seriously talked about cancelling the trip, but I thought it best to follow through with my plans. By the time the plane hit ground the next day, pubic sentiment had shifted from something along the lines of “maybe wear a mask, wash your hands a lot, and avoid crowds” to something more like “don’t go out at all, definitely wear a mask, and start shutting down the businesses. By the time I left Fairbanks 3 days later, the University was all but closed and restaurants were take-out only. Touching people, even to shake hands, was not done. Needless to say, I didn’t get much done. I felt pretty relieved to get home safely.
And then there was a period when we were all just locked down and travel wasn’t really an option.
I felt this.
I felt it in my teeth.
And in my stomach.
I had already scheduled a visit with an oral surgeon. He was to take the remains of 2 molars out the right side of my mouth, hopefully before the botched cap on my left side fell out and left me on a solid yogurt diet.
As the time of Covid stretched on, and people began to realize this wasn’t ending any time soon, I started to think about flying south to get my teeth done after all. With the help of her sister (a nurse), Moni had the safety precautions down to a science, and we started making limited forays out of the arctic. I still cringe at the thought of leaving the state, but with a little planning, I feel like we can get down to Anchorage and get what needs doing done. We can even venture pout of our room a bit, in which case we figure it’s best to keep going right out of town.
One good thing about Alaska, some of the best things about it take you well away from other people.
Still got one last procedure before I can sink my teeth into a proper steak. I would prefer to hunker down completely for the next few months, but I may need to risk one more trip. In the meantime, it occurs to me that I haven’t done a proper poto-gallery in awhile. So, here are a few pictures from recent travels. This of course includes a few drives around town, and maybe a few from before the pandemic. Anyway, …pics!
(Click the pics to embiggen them. You know you wanna!)
Gallery 1: In flight.
Gallery 2: The Beaches of Barrow.
Denali (and Nearby).
Southeast from Anchorage.
…and, oh yeah!
Whatever you are doing?
This guy disapproves!
You’ve got a great eye for a shot. Some of these are stunning. Enjoy your meals
Wow – your photo gallery was a treat today! Funny because I just told someone I wanted snow (we have had such nice weather where I live and it is good and all – but want some winter weather soon) and then you have us some winter – the Alaska beauty and variance is wonderful
And the judging eagle at the end reminded me of the guys from the muppets
I empathize. Have been playing catch-up this fall to a decade of dental neglect. One extraction, one crown and some fillings, so far. Eventually, a second extraction.
I’m glad you got to ANC. One of the texts from Kenai on Friday was ‘instead of a Black Friday, it is a White Friday!’. Am also incredibly glad you were safe, there are a great many people out and about who pooh pooh the chances of getting sick at all or masks or whatever else might keep us well. One of the many things I’d always hoped to do was to get to Fairbanks or Denali, your birds eye views are incredible!!! Eagle are some of the most beautiful crazy scavengers of the north. Ravens are my very favorite, though. Those have a sense of humor.
It’s a different world from the one I know. But an eagle is an eagle everywhere. Thanks for the pictures.
Can you see Russia from your window?
I really enjoyed your pictures. 😉