What follows are female mountaineers, primarily Alaskans, who have and are continuing to make extraordinary achievements in the mountains.
I’ve always loved the quietness of Hope, which I can guess is the exact opposite of what it was like back in the early 1900s
I later re-named it Mount Kennybaker, but my formal application did not receive enough Seward support to be approved by the State of Alaska.
I’m slowly hiking the trail up to Curry Ridge in the Alaska Range with my friend Carl Portman. Behind us is a palpable presence.
I could walk this road through a thousand autumns and see it differently every time, under a different sky...
During the summers of 1949-50, my dad, Kenneth D. Baker and Forrest Davis hiked to the north fork of Spruce Creek to work the claim.
I have seen some striking changes to our Alaska landscape. You need not achieve “geezer” status in age to notice the glacier rapid retreat.
Somewhere, circling on the event horizon of 21st century’s black hole of information, truth is waiting for us.
“Sir, we just came in from Seattle and our iPhones won’t work. Would you mind if I borrow yours for a minute?” “What’s an iPhone?”
About 150 people gathered and formed a bucket brigade at Eklutna Lake for the removal of a dam blocking salmon runs for nearly 90 years.
16941 North Eagle River Loop Rd Ste 2