Denali morning to Palmer afternoon

Sometimes you just luck out. It's one of the reasons I wanted to do a long trip, with no reservations, so that I could take advantage of whatever came along. This was one of those days.

Morning dawned. It was definitely chilly. I am now using the down Superlight bag that Fran used when she was here. The polyester bag just wasn't cutting it anymore. I'm good down to about 30° F (freezing), but if it gets any colder, I am going to have to think about breaking out the winter bag.

Most mornings are as lazy as I'd like them to be, but when I realized that it was as clear as it had been last night, and that the sunrise was illuminating Denali, I threw the Superlight off, wriggled into my boots, and ran out to take the sunrise picture. 

Sunrise over Denali, from Denali View North.

It was one of those days... the scenery was magnificent. I knew that I had to get moving in order to make it to Palmer before the post office closed at noon, but it was a bit tough to tear myself away from the spectacular sight of Denali in glorious, clear view.

View of Denali from Denali View South.

At Denali View South, I met Axel again.