Saturday, October 23, 2010


  1. Arctic Ocean
  2. Enter the Arctic Circle
  3. Northern Lights - DONE!
  4. Iditarod start in Anchorage
  5. Denali Bus Tour - Maybe I'll settle for putting my name in the lottery and driving it. Driving it would be more comfortable and unusual.
  6. Kenai Fjords
  7. Glacier Bay
  8. Wrangell-St. Elias - DONE!
  9. Hike a volcano
  10. Midnight Baseball Game (summer 2011)
  11. Yukon Quest
  12. Ice Park
  13. Walk on a glacier
  14. Winter Solstice (winter 2011) I want to watch the moon circle the sky almost uninterrupted
  15. Wildlife/Glacier Cruise - let's see a puffin!
  16. Outhouse Races - DONE!
  17. Anchorage - DONE!
  18. Anchorage Zoo - DONE!
  19. Polar Bear in the wild [In Barrow you can watch a polar bear feast on a whale carcass]
  20. Chena Hot Springs - we should have drinks in the ice hotel bar
  21. Less Developed Hot Springs - Tolovana Hot Springs would fit the bill
  22. Permafrost Tunnel
  23. Alaskan Railroad
  24. Tour the super computer
  25. Touch a musk ox
  26. Visit Santa at the North Pole - DONE!
  27. Get a PFD!
  28. Play with the super cold. Water disappearing, bananas shattering, whatever.
  29. Museum of the North
  30. Alaskaland! (aka Pioneer Park) - DONE!
  31. Salmon Bake (mmmm) - DONE!
  32. I'd like to see the salmon run at one point. Anyone know where I can see a river so full of fish that I could just reach in there and grab one? Or are those rivers all claimed by bears?
  33. Ice Museum
  34. Gold Mine (any one of the cheesy tourist attractions will suffice)

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Critter Count

I forgot to tell you about all the creatures we saw! The breakdown goes like this:
Moose - 2
Swans - 6 + 3 babies
Snowshoe Hares - 7
Porcupines - 4
Beaver - 1
Bear - 1
Bald Eagle - 2

Plus, we went to the zoo and saw a few animals there too. What a life. I'm not sure if the bear was black or brown (grizzly). I think the build seemed more similar to a black bear, but I was busy freaking out (and driving). Aaron thinks it was a brown bear. It was a few miles from our campground, so a few minutes after seeing it, we set up and crawled into a flimsy tent. Surprisingly, we survived the night.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Friday, Saturday, Sunday

Day 1!
We got up, got the car packed, got the food ready, got the baby ready, got us ready, and waited for the diapers to dry. Wait, wait, wait. Ok, done. Finally. I guess we should have thrown them in the dryer before we went to bed last night. Whatever. Finally on the road!

Well, first we need gas and honey packets. Ok, you and the baby get the gas and I’ll run in to Starbucks and get honey packets. And employee was taking her break about 6 inches from the honey packets. I suppose 5 will be enough (instead of my usual 10).

Alright, driving away. It’s a beautiful, overcast day. Perfect for sitting in a cozy car with people I love. We drove until the baby got hungry and/or wet, and tried to take care of our own needs whenever we stopped for her. Turns out that wasn’t hard because she required lots of stops.

Oh Alaska, how I love you. After a family picture at Birch Lake, we found Summit Lake, which was still frozen over. Aren’t we into June? Oh well. Hey, look – their homes have doors on the second floor. I wonder if that’s a winter entrance. Distinct possibility.

Let’s try the Gaulkana River Trail. This seems like a good time to stretch our legs, keep the baby up for a few minutes, and enjoy a little Alaska from the other side of the car doors. About 15 feet into the trail we realize it is not a trail. It is a scramble. A scramble down sheer slopes that neither of us were competent to traverse even without a baby in our arms. It’s also a buffet for the mosquitos. We were DEVOURED.

Keep on keepin’ on.

Rocky Mountain National Park always felt like ‘our’ park. Maybe that’s why we got so excited about getting married there. Something about regularly driving in late at night, having our pick of all the campsites, and packing up to take on the park early in the morning makes the place feel personal. Or private. Or maybe we just built an association of intimate adventures there. Whatever caused it, RoMoNaPa became home. Most Alaska parks feel that way. The ‘crowds’ are so much smaller, and the mountains are still so inviting. They’re asking to be conquered. By climbing them we may get to know them better. The german language has two words that mean ‘to know’. Wissen means to know, inside and out, for sure. They way you would know a fact. ‘Ich weiss’ that a butterfly emerges from a chrysalis wet and deflated. The creature must dry and inflate to fly. I know this. I’ve seen it. I’ve studied it. It is true. Kennen means to know the way you know a person. Not completely, with no prospect of completion. ‘Ich kenne” my friend Leah. I know some things about her, I know that I enjoy her presence and have fun anytime I’m with her. I know some of her history, and some of what she wants for her future, but I will never know her entirely. Or for a fact. I think ‘ich kenne’ the mountains from a distance, and that they invite me to climb them and ‘weiss’ them. Even if I never see every face, or explore every tree and rock, a certain solid understanding is developed on the slope. Getting above treeline is an accomplishment, a step toward getting to know this beast, this creature of rock. Being at the mercy of the weather patterns shaped by the mountains builds trust. Reaching the top is a union of sorts. I’d been to the top of RoMoNaPa several times. Alaska extends or assumes that Kennen/Wissen before you’ve lived up to your end of the bargain. The land is so friendly.

Anyway, enough pontificating.

Growing up in the Midwest, I learned to draw mountains as triangles. With perfect, pointy peaks. The Rocky Mountains did not live up to this ideal. They were sort of empty on top. Crumbled and old. A haze from Denver’s pollution blurred their edges a little more, and made their presence less exciting and more like caring for an ailing grandparent. Once you were close enough to touch them, things changed. I forgot their sadness. Alaskan mountains are different. They’re fresh and exciting. And perfectly pointy. They have nice, neat little triangle tops. Love, love, love.

Day one, we drove to Liberty Falls campground. Fun drive, lots of beauty. Got to the campsite and we were blown away. In the lower 48, a waterfall by your campsite means a little trickle that is probably loud enough to hear from the viewing platform. But not your tent site. And the waterfall certainly isn’t flowing fast enough to be of any concern. In fact, most aren’t spilling enough water to take a shower with. I could do as much with a garden hose. Liberty Falls was deafening. Outside the tent, we couldn’t hear Adelaide crying inside the tent. We did not leave her unattended in the tent at any time, I’m just making a point. When Aaron was making breakfast outside the tent, he couldn’t hear her wake up, cry, or talk. And she is not a quiet soul. The white noise blessed us unexpectedly by putting Adelaide to sleep beautifully. I am one hell of a grump in the middle of the night after I’ve been sleeping on the ground though. Oh well, that’s why she has two parents. It was hard to check out of that site. I could have stayed there a long time.

Day Two!
On/In to the park! From Chitina (CHIT-na), drive the McCarthy road (60 miles/4 hours) to McCarthy. The road into McCarthy is an endurance trial. You’re driving slowly, looking desperately for sharp rocks and railroad spikes, thinking only of the stories about 3 flat tires one way. Plus, you’re going uphill. Plus, the views are pretty but limited. Plus, there are no resources along the way. Not even tourist traps for morale. But there is history, trees, and sense of being utterly alone. Finally, McCarthy. This was the town next to the money maker. Kennicott had the copper and the mining jobs (and therefore the money and the miners) and McCarthy had the wine and the women. Guess which town still has residents? McCarthy is cute, but not much to speak of. Then, surprise! Kennicott is actually 5 MILES away. Even though the travel books state clearly that the two towns are 5 miles apart, no one (including me) seems to realize that until peering down the road where Kennicott was supposed to be peering back. There’s a shuttle, but the drivers are salesmen who will sell you everything they can, and will take their sweet time driving, stopping to flirt with everyone they pass on the road. Sit back, get comfortable, you cannot hurry things along.

When we got to Kennicott, we were so glad we’d come. The town is beautiful, falling apart, painted, and rusted. And was clearly built for a purpose. The buildings and people were here only to get copper. That’s it. Though the hospital, inexplicably, had the first x-ray machine in Alaska. We have had awesome luck with Ranger talks. The National Park Service encourages Rangers to research an area of interest and speak on it. A Ranger in Kennicott was speaking about the people of the town, and she led us through the main street and into several buildings not generally open to tbe public. I’m pretty excited about the pictures I took along the way. The buildings were amazing. The hardware and metal pieces still left there were huge and pretty and ominous in a way. I loved it.

The drive out of the park was much better. Faster, less intimidating. We drove all the way to Valdez, site of the Exxon-Valdez oil spill in ’89. Apparently, this is a sore subject among locals because even though they were awarded MILLIONS (lots of millions) in damages, the oil company has paid only a fraction of the money owed, and much of the clean up still hasn’t happened. You can still stick your fingers in oil if you move the surface layer of sand off the beach. Gross. Valdez is in the Alaskan rainforest. Rainforest. I stayed the night in a rainforest and my tent site was adjacent to a bald eagle sanctuary. Oh Alaska. Right as we drove in (maybe 20 miles out of Valdez) we saw a bear in the road. Suddenly, I became very nervous about camping. Twelve times the price of a tent site, we could get a hotel room with a locked door. Before I saw the bear, hotel rooms were for suckers. After, a hotel room was for me. But I sucked it up and pitched my tent. We had no problems. Sheer luck? Divine intervention? Maybe. I’d like to think the bear we saw in the road appreciated th way we slowed down and allowed him plenty of time and space to cross. I’d like to think he told all his bear friends to leave us alone.

Day Three!

Driving, driving, driving. Blah. The downside to a road trip is hidden right in plain sight. You will spend more time ‘roading’ than ‘tripping’. That’s why road comes first. So far, we’ve gone through some of the most incredible scenery on earth, seen a ton more critters, and stopped about a thousand times to change diapers. I’m proud to say that we’re still using cloth, we haven’t run out yet. Apparently, the kid pees less often in the car. Or something. Our stash doesn’t usually last very far into the third day at home, but we will definitely finish today in cloth. We may even make it through the night. Or we may put her in a disposable to see if she sleeps better. It doesn’t work at home, but we’re hoping it might in the tent.

We passed through Tompson (Thompson? I forget) pass. This pass holds three snowfall records for Alaska: Most Snow in a Season, Most Snow in a Month, and Most Snow in one 24 Hour Period. Not surprisingly, this area still had plenty of snow on the ground even though it was only 2600 feet above sea level.

Keystone Canyon. Is. Incredible. Sheer black and grey granite on one side of the road and on the other side of the river that runs along the road. Well, I suppose the road technically runs along side the river, but I wouldn’t put it past engineers in Alaska to move the river over to where they’d rather have the road pass. Anyway, I digress. The rock. The rock seems to spew forth life like some exaggerated Old Testament story. Around every corner you see a waterfall or a series of waterfall giving testimony to the snow melt happening too high above your head for you to see. The water sprays and drips and spills and pours. Then, crawling up and out of the rock is the greenery. Ferns and trees and moss and grasses and weeds and flowers and more green than I’ve ever seen. All trying to overtake that rock. So, you have black and grey granite, a white misty spray of water, and the shock of green pants. Did I mention the snow capped perfectly pointy peaks peeking out above all this? And the clouds patiently, calmly making their way over and around the mountains? I don’t think movie set designers knew they could dream this big and still resemble reality. They probably can’t. I was there and I still didn’t (don’t?) believe it. Holy. Wholly.

As we leave the rainforest, we see acres and acres and miles of black spruce. You can tell a black spruce by the twisted, crooked, spindly way it grows. It’s all thin and sinister looking. Like your Christmas Tree’s evil twin. All the evil twins live just outside the rainforest. They’re beautiful too though. These trees only release their seeds after a wildfire. Only after Hell on Earth. Tough critters. Or maybe they’re selfish? Refusing to give in to the next generation until theirs is completely wiped out. Leaving the youngsters on their own and taking every resource with them. Ah, black spruce.

We’re almost to Anchorage. Another 100 miles or so. Turns out, the baby is much happier if someone rides back here with her. Duh. That should have been a no-brainer, but it took us a day or so to figure out. Oh well, she’s happy now. And getting her rest. She’s cut tooth #5 on this trip, is working on tooth #6, and took her first few steps in the tent at Liberty Falls. She is my little Alaskan baby. She’s tough and a trooper. Wonderful. Onward, ho!

Well, we made it to Anchorage. After I figure out what and where we're doing tomorrow, I may upload pictures. Or you all may just have to wait until I get home. Bye!

Friday, June 4, 2010

Firmer Itinerary

Friday: Drive to Wrangell-St. Elias National Park
Saturday: Enjoy!
Sunday: Valdez
Monday: Anchorage
Tuesday: Seward, Kenai National Park
Wednesday: Kenai peninsula
Thursday: Anchorage Zoo, Musk ox farm in Wasilla/Palmer and home
Friday: we may still be heading home

Or, we may head home after Monday. Vacations with a baby maintain significantly more flexibility than plans without a baby.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Trunk-ready Camper's Manifesto

Things to keep in the car (and why):
  • Dryer sheets (effective, non-gross bug repellent. Pin one on your clothes or stick it in your pocket)
  • tent (duh)
  • sleeping bag
  • thermarest mats
  • can opener (this is key)
  • plastic plate and fork for each person
  • hoodie/fleece
  • disposable camera
  • Peanut Butter (put it on anything, it adds calories and protein, fills you up, and never seems to go bad)
  • oatmeal packets
  • granola bars or other processed, no expiration date 'food' like canned goods
  • fire starter. We use nail polish remover pads. Those things burn with a mighty flame. The flame doesn't last long, but usually long enough to light newspaper and dry grass. Plus, it's less messy than the standard cotton ball soaked in vaseline.
  • deep skillet. you can cook anything in a deep skillet. Be careful using a plastic utensil though.
  • Nalgene or two and a jug of water
  • checkbook (you can't pay for a campsite after hours with a credit/debit card)
  • flashlight
I suppose you could leave a pair of tennis/hiking shoes in there as well, but I use mine all the time so that would drive me crazy. I'll try to keep updating this as I think of things, but right now I've got a camping trip to plan and pack for.

Getting ready to cross some more off the to do list!

This weekend: Wrangell-St. Elias National Park. Awesome.

Tomorrow morning we're going to leave early, drive south and set up camp at Squirrel Creek. We had planned to check out Liberty Falls, because the campsites are within view of the falls, and I'm pretty sure that white noise would lull our precious, precocious little girl to sleep. Oh well, another time maybe.

Saturday we'll spend in the park, loving life. We'll drive the McCarthy Road (supposed to be quite a harrowing trip) and walk across the footbridge to the town known (in its day) as the place for wine, women, and good time. Now, it's just an amazing little place in the middle of our country's largest national park.

On Sunday I would really, REALLY like to drive to Valdez and then take the ferry to Cordova. Outside of Cordova is a glacier that is advancing at a rate of 500 feet per year. That is incredible! Lonely Planet's Alaska guide says that you can hear the glacier before you see it. Amazing. Truly. And the viewing platform includes a view of the harbor filled with icebergs that have just come off the glacier. Plus, calving is at its best right now. But the ferry ride will be $420 round trip. That, my friends, is a lot of money. Especially for someone who just lost her job. Anyone want to sponsor my ferry ride?

Even if we don't find a sponsor, Valdez should be interesting. It's in the Alaskan rainforest, and I really can't wait to be in my first rainforest. Especially since that particular rainforest is in Alaska. Awesome. Several short hikes around town offer great views, and if I weren't bringing a baby, I would try my hand a little kayaking. Somehow, taking a baby on a kayak in a fjord full of glacial ice and ocean animals seems irresponsible.

Monday we will either drive back to Fairbanks, or I will have convinced Aaron to head over toward Anchorage. We could see the Zoo, enjoy a few hours of city life, maybe even step foot in an exotic retail environment like Target. If we did that, we could spend Tuesday enjoying Kenai and Wednesday and Thursday we could drive slowly back to Fairbanks. I worry that pushing through all day on Wednesday would be too much for Adelaide. Maybe we should just drive Tuesday night? We might miss all the sights. Decisions, decisions. If I can talk the hubby into a few more days, we can restock the 'pantry' in Anchorage.

[I think the hubby's on board for Anchorage, Seward, and Kenai National Park. SWEET!]

The weather for the next few days looks good. Some rain tomorrow, but that's ok for while we're in the car. A little extra rain may even make the waterfalls more beautiful.

Breakfast: blueberry bagels with cream cheese, oatmeal with raisins & PB
Lunch: tortillas with PB and honey, PB&J
Dinner: Spaghetti w/zucchini & squash, Mac n' cheese w/ broccoli, and grilled cheese w/ carrot ginger soup
Snacks: pumpkin granola, dried bananas, gorp, peaches

And we don't even need a cooler! Generally, we try to eat mostly organic, and we avoid processed foods whenever possible. When camping, even stuff like pop tarts count as food.

Let's see, our food is packed, my clothes and the baby's clothes are in the pack with the stove, toiletries, and bear spray, and the tent is by the door. I just have to pack the hubby's clothes (or disrupt his nap and get him to do it), get the sleeping bags to the door, pack the baby's diapers and we're off!

Potential numbers to be crossed off: 6, 8, 9, 13, 15, 17, 18, and possibly 25.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Denali National Park

Camping with a baby is a whole 'nother beast.

First of all, we didn't use the stroller once. We just traded off carrying her in the Ergo.

So we got everything packed up, popped the baby in the carseat and headed south toward Denali National Park. This part has one main road going through it and the road isn't open to private vehicles. Usually a tourist has to buy a seat on a tour bus to get past mile 15. Well, before the tourist season gets into full swing the road is open until mile 30, so we drove in and enjoyed the park.

At the end of the allowed section of road, we got out and started walking. The day was beautiful, the baby had been sleeping wonderfully, and our legs were ready for a little exploration. A few paces up from here, we ran into a river. I think it was the Teklanika River.

We hiked around, took some pictures, then headed back to the car. On the way back to the campground we saw a grizzly bear, lots of caribou, a ptarmigan, and a snowshoe hare. Talk about a plentiful critter count!

Camping with a baby is different than any camping I've ever done. We took a high chair (a nice little portable one) and strapped it to the picnic table.

This part actually worked really well. Dinner was awesome. We even roasted a couple sweet potatoes in the fire and gave the baby her first ever camp food. But then it was bedtime. And Adelaide LOVED the tent.

This was her expression every time she entered the 'light sleep' that babies are so famous for. Instead of opening her eyes, taking a breath and settling back to sleep, she opened her eyes, saw a tent and got all excited. Sometime after midnight we got her to sleep until the trains started coming through at 4:30am. None of the guide books mentioned the trains. They're loud, they're right outside Savage River Campground, and they do not care that you have finally gotten the baby to sleep.

So we scrapped night two, and just enjoyed the park and surrounding area as we headed home. We stopped by the sled dog barn and let Adelaide enjoy the dogs. They also quite enjoyed here. They were barking and jumping and all kinds of loud. Addie scolded them. I love her. She has absolutely no fear.

Lessons learned:
  • the stroller is a waste of time
  • babies love new things, including tents
  • 15 barking, jumping sled dogs are not scary
  • even when the park road is open and free people don't enjoy their national parks
  • Denali National Park is the only Alaskan national park that charges an entry fee. Don't bother with an Interagency Pass unless you'll be visiting other parks when you're out. [out: An Alaskan term referencing time spent outside of Alaska.]
Total mileage: 330
Days: 2
Food: bagels, sweet potatoes, chicken salad wraps, PB&J

Monday, May 17, 2010

Wohoo! 2010 Trip #1

We leave tomorrow for Denali National Park. I'd like to also stop by Denali State Park, which is supposed to have better views of Mt. McKinley (highest peak on the continent for anyone who didn't know) and stunning scenery. Lonely Planet tells me: "Some say on a clear day the panorama of Mt. McKinley here is the most spectacular view in North America." How could I pass that up?

Camping in the national park is free until Thursday, and the road is open to the public for an extra 17 miles. So we'll definitely drive along the road and see what we see, and enjoy the rare chance to see a bit more of the park without having to buy a bus ticket.

This will be us for the next few days:

(photo from

I may post pictures from the road if we get a convenient opportunity, or you may not see anything until Thursday.

Next up: Next week we'll be off to Anchorage & surrounding area.

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Learning to use my camera!

I'm learning how to use my camera, and that means the pictures of our adventures are going to be that much better.

I've also been using SwagBucks which gives me points (like frequent flier miles) towards rewards like gift certificates. I just use their search engine instead of Google and I get gift cards. I have my eye on a couple different lenses for my camera and a remote shutter. If I get all that stuff I'll need a new camera bag too! Our to-do list may be documented with lots of fancy new equipment!

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Cycling in Denali

This is how I'd really love to see Denali:

Wouldn't this be the most amazing trip ever? Biking along, taking your time, stopping to camp where you wanted. Traffic would be considerably reduced (and much less dangerous) because motorists aren't allowed in the park, so shuttle buses would be your only traffic. Plus, you could pull a trailer with your camping stuff and save your back. I'll pull a trailer with the kid, hubby can pull our tent, etc. A nice, long, slow tour of the most incredible place on earth. Sounds like heaven.

Friday, April 23, 2010

2 - Done!

April 5th was a great day for Aurora Borealis in Fairbanks. We slept through it. But we did see amazing stuff on April 6th!

Too bad I don't know how to take pictures of them yet. Oh well, one day soon. For now, we just drink coffee after dinner, bundle up the baby and drive to the top of Ester Dome to watch. And have our socks blown off.

Scratch one more off the list!

Sunday, April 18, 2010

License Plates in AK

Two license plates I've seen in Fairbanks this week:

Oh Alaska, how I love you.

I could not get enough of Alaska today. Yesterday we went to Family Reading Time @ the Library and got a free book for the baby, then we went to the Literacy Council and found the cheapest used books in Fairbanks, hung out in Pioneer Park and enjoyed the weather, went to Home Grown Market for local food, and tucked my daughter into bed at 9:30 before sunset. Today, baby and I walked to the lake, checked out the musk ox farm, and enjoyed the sunset around 10.

Another reason Alaska is the best state of all time: people pass on their stuff. I went to say hi to my neighbors tonight (and bring them banana bread) and they offered me 2 grills, a patio set, and flower boxes for my porch! Sweet! I've been scouting the transfer sites for all of those things!

Alaskans are fantastic.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Ice Park today?

I would like to say that I am going to the Ice Park today. But I don't want to lie to you.

The park has been open a month, there is talk of not having it again, but we are both snoozing. Our week is so busy, from 5:30am to 9pm But Saturday, glorious Saturday, our day starts at 5:30am and ends at like noon. Sometimes it goes until 4. Either way, we have the WHOLE rest of the day to relax and enjoy our little family. And today, neither of us can get off the couch. Again.

So, I regret to say that we may miss the Ice Park entirely this year. But this semester is just unbearably busy.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

14 - Done!

Adelaide and I went to the Outhouse Races on March 21st, 2010.

An Alaskan To Do List

I'm making this official. Y'all can keep me accountable if I let us leave the Last Frontier without finishing my list.

Here it is, in all its glory:

  1. Arctic Ocean
  2. Enter the Arctic Circle
  3. Northern Lights - DONE!
  4. Iditarod start in Anchorage
  5. Denali Bus Tour - Maybe I'll settle for putting my name in the lottery and driving it. Driving it would be more comfortable and unusual.
  6. Kenai Fjords
  7. Glacier Bay
  8. Wrangell-St. Elias
  9. Hike a volcano
  10. Midnight Baseball Game (summer 2011)
  11. Yukon Quest
  12. Ice Park
  13. Walk on a glacier
  14. Winter Solstice (winter 2011) I want to watch the moon circle the sky almost uninterrupted
  15. Wildlife/Glacier Cruise - let's see a puffin!
  16. Outhouse Races - DONE!
  17. Anchorage
  18. Anchorage Zoo
  19. Polar Bear in the wild [In Barrow you can watch a polar bear feast on a whale carcass]
  20. Chena Hot Springs - we should have drinks in the ice hotel bar
  21. Less Developed Hot Springs - Tolovana Hot Springs would fit the bill
  22. Permafrost Tunnel
  23. Alaskan Railroad
  24. Tour the super computer
  25. Touch a musk ox
  26. Visit Santa at the North Pole - DONE!
  27. Get a PFD!
  28. Play with the super cold. Water disappearing, bananas shattering, whatever.
  29. Museum of the North
  30. Alaskaland! (aka Pioneer Park) - DONE!
  31. Salmon Bake (mmmm)
  32. I'd like to see the salmon run at one point. Anyone know where I can see a river so full of fish that I could just reach in there and grab one? Or are those rivers all claimed by bears?
  33. Ice Museum
  34. Gold Mine (any one of the cheesy tourist attractions will suffice)