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A Fishing Story - 1989 the f/v My Colleen
by C. C. Crow photos by author
Early one morning Les took me to the airport in Kenai to catch
a plane to Anchorage where I climbed aboard The Alaska Railroad train to Denali
National Park. The usual visitor gets off the train same as I do, but is shuttled
over to the lodge to settle in, woken up early for a quick bus ride halfway into
the park where they must turn around to make it back in time to catch the afternoon
train to Fairbanks. I'll spend six nights, so I have time to goof-off and relax.
ABOARD THE ALASKA RR
This is about the best view of the mountain I'll have the entire trip.
It was clouded in everyday!
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7-9 SUN
I wake up at 4 a.m., Rob has just come in. The alarm was still on
Seattle time, so I had another hour before I woke up for real. Les
brought me over to the airport, for a quick turbo-hop over to
Anchorage. Busses don't run on Sunday so I took a cab over to the
railroad station. It was only $12 plus tip. I talked to the
baggage guys and took photos of the train. I take a seat in the
dome car for the lazy ride north with a good narration by Pat. We
are treated to an air show as we pass the AFS northeast of
Anchorage. I'm starved and have eggs, biscuit and juice. Mt.
McKinley is out. See salmon in streams as we pass. Eat
cheeseburger for late lunch just before we arrive at Denali
National Park. I walk short distance to back-packer's camp and
find a deluxe spot for the first pitch of my brand new North Face
Westwind tent. Pretty cool. Walk to Ripley Creek ranger station
and get coupon for bus ride to Elison visitor center in morning.
Check out the hotel, it's a shack, call Rooti, see store, meet
flyers and Robert, the Canadian. Have beers.
No luck.
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