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Denali - August 31 - September 1

We arrived midday on the 31st, and drove in as far as was allowed (a little over eight miles), and immediately encountered two moose - a cow and yearling - crossing the road, not five miles from the park entrance.

                                               It was an afternoon of wonderful scenery, on the fifteen miles of the park road that we could drive, from the entrance. 






                                    We decided to give Denali another day, and so we booked a day-long bus ride 85 miles into the Park, which left at 6:45 on Wednesday morning (September 1). Mike, our driver, was extremely knowledgeable.



Well, it drizzled all day - again.


(This is actually from the day before....)



It was drizzling, however, we had the great good fortune to see 8-10 bears (both solo and sows with cubs), half-dozen caribou, a dozen assorted moose (four males with magnificent racks), snowshoe hares, a red fox, 25-30 Dahl sheep (in bands of four to eight, up high on the mountainsides) - and a couple of wolves.

Well, we didn't see Denali that day, after riding in the bus for twelve hours and covering 170 miles (round-trip). However, there is a coda - maybe I can post it tomorrow. A lot of catch-up to do (did I tell you we have intermittent power and internet access in the back country?)...


There is a moose in this photo.



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