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. |
Autumn |
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. |
Cotton grass. |
There were people parasailing off of the mountain to the left. |
Another grass. |
The road goes ever on and on. |
(c)2014 Laura S. Packer
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