Showing posts with label Fairbanks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fairbanks. Show all posts

Friday, April 4, 2014

Alaska Memories: four seasons in one post

Summer in Alaska ... is there any more beautiful place in the world? I fell in love with it in a heartbeat --
-- and the way to explore the Great Land is by road. This Pontiac Sunfire did a lot a miles!
Alaska is a land of many rivers, spanned by bridges of every design imaginable, and right beside this one --
The Fur Shack, Alaskrafts, Northern Treasures. Dave is in the shot here ... look for the great legs, at right!
Summer in the Alaskan interior is a home for migratory birds. These are a kind of crane, which stops to graze
at Creamers Field, right outside Fairbanks...
A summer shower falls over the hills behind Creamers Field while --
birds flock overhead, headed from one feeding ground to the next...
Creamers Field was once a dairy -- duh -- but the facilities were long abandoned when these shots were
taken. In fact, it was already a State Migratory Waterfowl Refuge...
-- and today Creamers Field attracts campers, hikers, bird watchers from all over the world.
In fact, try this: http://www.creamersfield.org/
Nice lens flare here, if I do say so myself! The trick? Umm ... breathe on the lens. Honestly.
Summertime brings Alaska alive. You might not guess it, just glancing at this shot, but this is
Lake Hood -- attached to Anchorage Airport, and it's the busiest float plane facility in the world. 
Dozens of float plane flights leave or arrive on Lake Hood every hour throughout summer...
Calm waters, the Chugach Mountains for a backdrop, a blue sky day --
what more could you ask for?
The  heavy drone of big prop engines is a constant companion in Alaska in all seasons... this is a
Rust's Flying Service flight arriving home in 1998. Rust are still flying in 2014...
Many planes belong to private pilots and are parked, or moored, right there on the shores of Lake Hood...
The Chugach looks serene and pretty on a summer's morning...
...but looks are deceiving. The weather can change on a dime, and as often as not an Alaskan summer
will do this to you...
It's so dim, you're shooting 400 film at 10:30 in the morning! Cloud hangs low on the mountains
behind the Anchorage Airport light airplane field... 
Yep, it's been raining. It'll be raining again before long, and it's so humid, it feels almost hot,
even though it's only about 48 degrees Fahrenheit on this (!) summer morning. 
There's a sign there somewhere: give way to planes. A float plane heads for Lake Hood to depart --
-- and with rain impending, the photographer also departs ... to the terminal building. Starbucks. Coffee. Yeah.
But summer isn't always so grim in Alaska -- it can just as easily look like this:
There are at least two Summit Lakes in Alaska (and at least one more in BC). This is the Summit Lake
at Moose Pass, in glorious weather. 
Summit Lake at Moose Pass ... not quite visible at the resolution of this image
are the canoes for hire, on the opposite shore of the lake.
Somewhere at Moose Pass is a restaurant that makes the most fantastic burgers ...
Make the most of summer's long hours of daylight --
Welcome to beautiful downtown Talkeetna.
Dave's snapshot of Jade ... why is there a Canadian flag in the barrow?
Probably, there's a Canadian mountain climbing team in town.
And speaking of Summit Lake -- here's the one near Paxon, much further north.
The weather was changing as these images were captured. These
photos have been heavily "tweaked" to make them bright and
colorful. Later this same day, it bucketed down...
...and the rain kept falling. The creeks and lakes on the Chena Hot Springs Road were brimming; many overflowed...
With Chena Hot Springs Road about a foot underwater, Dave said to me, "Hop out of the car. I'll drive on,
turn around and speed through this coming back -- get pictures!" Pontiac Sunfire pluming water.
Chena Hot springs retort itself ... and you'll notice the flooding in the foreground!
And here is the hot spring itself ... boiling hot ... with a storm front coming in right behind the spa --
Dave soaks in the hot mineral waters: Chena Hot springs, Alaska.
Make the most of it, because fall is so close, you can taste it, and...
Fairbanks fall colors. Before you know it, the hills turn to a fantasy of elven gold.
Everywhere you look, every hillside, is gold -- for a brief handful of days: Fairbanks autumn, 1999.
The trail beckons the unwary traveler into an enchanted forest... Tolkien would have liked this.
Fairbanks fall colors don't last very long. When they happen, grab the cameras and run! Because --
The end of summer announces itself early with "termination dust" on the high slopes: early snow that can
fall even in July, and one day it sticks, and then there's more of it, and even more, and...
Suddenly the fall colors are gone and the birch looks naked...
Winter isn't far away: time to break out the warm clothes, because...
Alaska winter scenes ... the world looks so pretty --
Everything looks like a Christmas card! But winter is settling in,
and in Fairbanks it'll stay a long, long time.
The silence is profound. As an Australian, Jade had never heard (not heard?) anything like it. Dave remained
unimpressed and wondered what in the world she was taking pictures of. "The snow, dear." Hunh?!
Dave continues to look unimpressed -- watching the dog races start in downtown Fairbanks -- and
by now, this is March. Spring! You wouldn't know it, to look at the picture, but this is March.
Fairbanks dog mushing action. It all happens in March, before breakup can spoil the snow conditions...
Dog mushing is a national pastime in Fairbanks. On the many trails through the hills and woods,
hikers and cyclists must pull over and "give way to dog teams." Posted signs insist on it.
It's very cold -- or an Aussie thought so! -- but the snow conditions are perfect for mushing...
now, those are some happy dogs.
Fairbanks dog mushing pictures -- as rescued after 15 years! These pictures have been scanned and
enhanced to fix the spoiled colors, and painted to remove a lot of surface damage. Nice!
Like a scene from Snow Dogs, right? A blue sky day, perfect snow ... a little traveling music, please!

The captions on the images tell the whole story, so I'm not going to write too much here. It's been a lot of fun scanning these images, but there was a heck of a lot of work to be done to save them. They're anything up to 17 years old now, and many more are sitting in a box going redder with each passing month. If there was ever a rationalization for switching to digital, this is it!

Back soon with more, when I've run the scanner again.

Sunday, February 16, 2014

Alaska Memories -- Post Two ... been running the scanner again!

With blue skies -- and more forecast for a couple of days -- head for the hills! More specifically,
head for Denali Park, and hope to see the mountain itself; it isn't always visible...
Denali at the end of the Road! Talk about luck ...
somewhere on the Parks Highway, Alaska.
Being an Aussie, Jade  could scarcely believe the colors of the forest ... and we're still in the
parking lot of Denali Park ... fall of 1999.
...just so you know where you are! Even in summer, Alaska is prone to cool, wet weather, so
when the sun shines and the sky is clear you make the most of every moment. Like this next occasion... 
At Angel Rocks, not far from Fairbanks, Alaska ... Jade and best pal Anna;
Dave taking the picture, back in July, 1998. (Jade's the not-tall one.)
Summer driving poses its own perils. There's no ice on the road ... but
moose, caribou, even bears are quite likely to appear right before you...
...as you head to places like Chena Lakes, not far from Fairbanks, on a day so perfect, there was not
even a ripple on the water while fall colors turned every hillside to gold.
Make the most of every hour you can get when the Fairbanks hills look this way, because -- 
-- very soon Chena Lakes wll be like this: solid ice. (Actually, this was spring, just before breakup. Cold!)
The Monument to the Pioneers in Golden Heart Plaza, Fairbanks, is
frozen and snowbound...
Snow was a carpet right across Golden Heart Plaza, whereas in summertime...
The fountain streams, the flowerbeds are alive with color, and that
clock tower plays selections of well-known music on its chimes!
Summer in the Fairbanks hills ... warm, humid, buzzing with just the occasional mosquito...
...and here's almost the same place at first snow -- so pretty! And, uh, no mosquitoes. But that first snow
signals the beginning of a long, long, dark winter...
Ah, this must be the place they put the snow in storage through summer,
till it's time to bring it out for next winter. Knew it had to be somewhere.
The bridge on the Chena River -- March, when snow machines and dog sleds use the river as a highway...
...and the World Ice Art Championships are staged in the big open space
of the north side of Airport Way, which bisects the town...
A mouse and a frog playing chess -- carved in ice, in 1999 ... a daylight shot. I would hike over and watch
the sculptors, and shoot on film, saving my transparency stock for the nighttime photos...
...swans carved in ice. And, as beautiful as the daytime shots are, the carvings are illuminated at night, and are
breathtaking. I captured them as transparencies ... and who knows where my slides are now?
But Alaska is not only about ice and snow. In summer the landscape blooms
with flowers like fireweed: when the petals are open all the way to the
top of the stem -- summer is over. Not much time left here! And --
Wild lupine, photographed on the tundra high on the Richardson Highway.
We'd actually stopped to photograph a herd of caribou in the distance.
Home in Fairbanks, lilac thrives in the garden ... ker-choo! ...
...while the Chena River is open, and summer demands you go out and explore. Like --
Yes, Virginia, there really is a place called Iceworm Gulch, and here's Jade standing right by the sign, to prove it!
Where? Milepoint 204.4, on the Parks Highway. And there's more --
The Santa Claus House -- actually a year-round Christmas store in North Pole, Alaska, south of Fairbanks.
The Knotty Shop, over on the Richardson Highway, near Salcha, where burled wood was turned into the
most amazing artwork. They sold art, and also lengths of the wood itself, for railings and so on...
Burled wood becomes a giant mosquito. That's Dave in the background,
and we're thinking about ice cream. The Knotty Shop had amazing ice cream.
The burled wood itself has beautiful textures. It's caused by a beetle that infests the tree -- not to be confused,
apparently, with the spruce beetle which just kills the whole tree, and is a plague in Alaska.
Summertime can be dusty. Looking down on Anchorage from Powerline Pass in the Chugach National Forest.
Anchorage, seen from Flat Top, in Chugach National Forest, just before we head north, back to Farbanks...
...the meander of the Salcha River near, uh, Salcha, on the Richardson Highway, not far from North Pole, AK.
On an Alaskan road trip, you're likely to see quite a lot of the pipeline. Alaska is as much about oil production as
it's ever been about hunting and fishing...
The Mapco Refinery in 1998 ... manufacturing aviation fuel, which was tankered by rail to Anchorage.
At the time of this writing, it's closing down: it's cheaper to bring fuel in by barge from the "lower 48."
The Trans-Alaska Pipeline System ... Prudhoe to Valdez, via twelve
pumping stations: think in "pipeline miles" here.
The Ayeska Pipeline is bigger than it looks. Imagine the mass and the
velocity of crude moving right above your head...! And --
Please don't climb on the pipeline. We wouldn't dream of it.
A blast from the past: the pipeline has 12 pumping stations ... Pump Station 13 was a project that didn't
work out: a cafe-cum-gift store. And it's not even there any longer.
Running the scanner is a lot of fun, on afternoons too hot to do anything much other than sit in front of the a/c and try to keep cool. Memories galore are popping out of the box of photos I found a few weeks ago, while looking for something else entirely -- but I'm coming to realize that there's a lot more still unaccounted for. And, what I wouldn't give to find my boxes of slides! In the spirit of "the one that got away," part of me wants to say that all my best pictures were on slides. That can't be true, but ...!

These images span several years, different trips, different cars, before marriage and after. Scanning and enhancing the pictures here reminds me of just how much fun it was. It's far too easy to begin to forget.

Back with more, the next time I've had an afternoon with the scanner.
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