For those who have perused my ‘Mountain Echoes’ column over the years, it’s probably quite evident what my favorite hikes are. But there’s nothing wrong with a review. What I hope is to peak your interest in trying a few out yourself. I’ll start with my absolute favorite and work down the list, with the caveat that even number 10, at the bottom of the list, is stellar in my opinion.
JOINT BASE ELMENDORF-RICHARDSON, Alaska -- In 1947, while the jet age was still in its infancy, military aviation hurtled into the future with the creation of the U.S. Air Force as a separate service. Six years later, on May 25, 1953, the Air Force’s official air demonstration team, designated the 3600th Air Demonstration Unit, was activated at Luke Air Force Base, Ariz.
It was loud. The engine churned and roared, and as we took off down the runaway at Merrill Field last Wednesday, the small WW II T-6 trainer plane shook as if with effort.
Deb Vanasse sits out on the deck of her house out on Hiland Road, casually dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, her hand idly stroking the head of her energetic boxer, McKenzie. Behind her the valley stretches wide and far, and out in the distance two eagles float across the sky.
Gov. Parnell, surrounded by representatives of the Chugiak-Eagle River delegation, signed six bills into action at last week’s chamber luncheon at the Bear Mountain Grill.
Robert Rose thought he’d be cold spending this summer working at Camp Carlquist on the shores of Edmonds Lake in Chugiak. After all, he hails from St. Andrews, Jamaica, where Scouting adventures generally occur under sunnier skies. Yet, he’s been surprisingly warm. On recent days when the temperature pushed 70 degrees, Rose admitted that he misses the ocean breeze that cools his homeland.
Apply plenty of gel before. Spray a fair amount of high-holding hairspray afterward. Use lots of tender loving care and listen with an empathetic ear in between. That’s the secret to a successful shampoo set at the Styles Your Way salon run by Jayleen Hageman at the Chugiak-Eagle River Senior Center.
When I was growing up on a farm out in northwestern Pennsylvania, my mother would drive my three sisters and me the next town over to watch the fireworks. We’d lie on blankets itching mosquito bites and pinching one another as the darkness slowly descended, and as we waited we stuffed our mouths with candy (usually forbidden) and drank cold sodas (also forbidden) and fidgeted in that hushed and anticipatory moment that stretched on forever.
You’ve probably seen them while biking, running or walking your dog on the bicycle path along the Glenn Highway, three crosses perched in the straggly grass at the side of the trail, one white and stark, another blue and the last one larger, with bright red letters declaring the name Wollam.
Last week’s rain may be putting a bittersweet end to the wild land firefighting season and the opportunity for members of the Chugiak Volunteer Fire and Rescue Company to gain hands-on experience through a support contract with the state Division of Forestry.