We met in Anchorage and went north. Our first major stop was Independence Mine State Park, a gold mine that functioned from 1906 to 1943. It is now a place of tremendous views and marvelous decay.
|Fireweed bloom. An important plant in Alaska; local folklore says their height will be deepest snowfall. |
This was at my eye level.
|Ridge line. This doesn't capture the scale at all.|
|Independence Mine building.|
|I love this kind of decay and reclamation.|
|The gritty stuff in front is a pile of mine tailings.|
|There were people parasailing off of the mountain to the left.|
|The road goes ever on and on.|
(c)2014 Laura S. Packer