Me and the RV
Mum and me on a rock by Eagle River.
The peace and tranquility was a little interrupted when, during a discussion about why our family never did more camping or outdoorsy stuff when Mike and I were kids, Annie promptly fell and scraped her leg quite badly, and Mum then dropped and nearly broke her glasses... I need wonder no more...
And so we retired to the relative safety of the RV, and I started to practice my overlanding skills by cooking our first meal
Mum at the campsite
Before we had pulled into the campsite though, we had visited the Alaska Wildlife Conservation Centre, an animal refuge for native beasts.
A Musk Ox
A scary wolf
A grizzly bear
But he was behind a fence, so we didn't have to practice our "I am going to stand my ground while being eaten by a bear" techiques that they advocate in the "unlikely" event of a bear attack.
But he doesn't look to keen to attack anyone...
Bison
Caribou (actually the same as reindeer, but called Caribou in North America, and Reindeer in Europe)
A bored black bear
Annie and a Moose
Me and the moose

From Eagle River we headed to Talkeetna, described as "most people's vision of what an Alaskan town should look like".
From Eagle River we headed to Talkeetna, described as "most people's vision of what an Alaskan town should look like".
Me and the K2 Flightseeing hut. I went on an hour and a half flight to see Mt McKinley, which was sadly in cloud at the time, and the surrounding area, but unfortunately my memory card corrupted and I have no photos...
Mum and Annie and the river, looking towards Mt McKinley
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