Note: In planning an upcoming trip to the Grand Canyon, I thought of this story from seven years ago, when I joined my daughter for an unforgettable hike down into one the world’s most fascinating natural wonders.
Support for the Chugach State Park Park Access and Trail Rehabilitation Project has grown significantly in recent months, with more than 20 user groups and organizations endorsing a small set of projects that have been recently submitted to the Alaska Legislature for a $415,000 capital appropriation.
My skis made a swishing sound in the partially crystallized snow on Feb. 1 as I glided over Eklutna Lake, following a track I had put in a week earlier. I could see the faint outlines of other ski tracks, but not nearly as many as I expected given the superb conditions. With only a few inches of snow atop smooth, firm ice, it would have been great for skate skiers.
From the jump-ball tip off to the final buzzer at Chugiak High School varsity basketball games, he’s always there — a stocky figure with an easy laugh who can be seen busily recording data, huddling with the team and spurring them on. Over the past 25 years, Mustang coaches have come and gone, the names of team members have changed, but Eagle River’s Mark Meyer is still there — from the gym floor to the locker room — a quiet yet unwavering force behind the team.
I thought about writing the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) head office in Washington D.C. to see if they would consider putting a rare and vanishing Alaska species on the endangered list: the human foot hunter. (Not a person who hunts feet, but one who uses his own feet for locomotion and access to hunting areas).
Anyone who has spent any time in Alaska’s outdoors has made mistakes — more than we’d like to admit. It’s a big state and there’s a lot of room for big errors. I’m not going to dwell here about obvious blunders — like forgetting mosquito repellent, matches, raincoat, not taking enough food, a knife or extra socks. I’ve done all of those things at least once, and some even worse. I’d rather confine this discussion to the more subtle, seemingly benign mistakes that can compound into bigger problems.
I’ve heard it said that you usually dream at night about what you thought during the day. Amidst the ongoing debate about the use of fossil fuels, global warming and alternative energy, I’d been thinking a lot about how different the world would be if there weren’t any petroleum products. Maybe I thought about it too much.
Back when it was cold and our snow had a lovely fluffiness, I recall people bemoaning winter’s frigid grip and wishing for warmer weather. Their wish was granted at the end of 2012. And now, moving into 2013, our ground is covered by an endless sea of ice — smooth, glare ice; ice covered with water, ice covered with sand, gravel and kitty litter. We’ve been glaciated.
A recent column about “going farther” during hikes and climbs got me to thinking more about those who go the extra mile for others. The thought was fresh in my mind because of the recent death of Anchorage’s Jim Crockett, a tireless advocate for the homeless and hungry.
Ed. Note: Earlier in two installments, Mountain Echoes columnist Frank E. Baker recounted the toll smoking took on his immediate family and how he eventually managed to quit. He also offered tips on how to quit smoking, noting organizations such as the American Cancer Society, which offers smoking cessation classes. In this installment he checks in simply to offer encouragement and reinforcement to those who have been unsuccessful in their efforts to kick the habit, or currently in the throes of nicotine withdrawal.