Today was probably the most risky day of the trip because I needed to catch a plane in Seattle or risk losing Alaska and Hawaii. I started the day in Columbia Falls, MT just outside of Glacier National Park.
While driving through the town of Libby, MT I saw a sign that caught my eye, “Billy Goat Ice Cream.” Really? So I stopped and ordered a scoop of the bear claw. Before eating any I felt compelled to ask if the ice cream was really made of goat’s milk or if that was just a slogan. The woman behind the counter loooked at me as if I was a complete moron and said it was just a slogan. Hey, if you name you’re place something like that it isn’t completely out of the realm of possibilty Frankly, I was a little relived though, I’ve never had goat’s milk ice cream, and something tells me I probably don’t want to. The ice cream was delicious though, but I don’t believe I’ve ever had bad ice cream.
Next up I decided to stop for lunch at Alberto’s in Bonners Ferry, ID, expecting Italian it became quickly obvious that it was actually a Mexican restaurant. I ordered the carne asada and it was really quite good. The meat was covered in delicious seasoning and the rice was excellent as well. I’m not a fan of baked beans though so I left those alone.
From here it was a race to get to Seattle to meet an old college friend of mine for a beer before flying to Fairbanks. I was really suprised by the eastern portion of Washington. Basically in Ohio we see just stunning pictures of pine forests and mountains and that is Washington, so I assumed that was all of Washington. As someone on twitter pointed out it is considered a high desert, and that’s exactly what it looked like. At times I could have easily been back in the farmlands of North Dakota, and at other times it looked more like a desert. Well, now I know Once the forested area started it was absolutely spectacular. The drive on I-90 kept getting better and better including little waterfalls along the side of the highway where the snow was still melting.
I made it to Seattle on time and caught the flight to Alaska, which was itself an amazing experience. My flight departed at 10:55pm, but early on I could clearly see the perpetual daylight coming from the arctic circle which kept on getting brighter and brighter.
Fairbanks at 2am was a strange experience. It was very very light outside because of its promimity to the north pole, if I didn’t know any better I’d guess it was about 7 or 8pm not 2am.