Final Leg...Anchorage Bound!

View from "the office" yesterday....

Wasilla to Anchorage - the final frontier

Road construction? Piece of cake!

Backtracking a bit.  On my way to Wasilla, even on the bike, I ran into construction.  Rode 7 miles in the pilot car with Amanda.  She was a hoot juggling 4 radios and 3 coffee cups.  "No, move that one - now wait, let me see.....yeah, get rid of that one, there's dirt in it," she said.  These construction jobs are lucrative.  "Made $90,000 one year, but you work yourself to death for five months."  Sometimes Amanda didn't even go home.  "NO, we don't want them hiring more people, because that would cut into our overtime!"  

She dropped me within 5 miles outside of Wasilla.

Amanda, my pilot-car construction escort.

Raspy voice and raw sense of humor.  She could chat it up with those construction guys - even make some of them cross their legs!  She talked a LOT about the high bear population in the area.  "There's a grizzly out here big as a Volkswagen."

When I left the vehicle, she told me not to be "bearanoid."  

Wasilla Radio Station - Country Legends 100.9 "Well, Hello Dolly!"

Yep, that's me!

Stopped at Country Legends 100.9 in Wasilla on my way to Palmer.

Heading into the Home Stretch

Willow to Wasilla.....

Made it 32 miles from Willow to Wasilla on Wednesday 

and finally found the "Welcome" sign.

Heading to Palmer today, and then Anchorage.  Fly out Friday!

Wasilla Farmer's Market

Stopped at a mid-week farmer's market in Wasilla and bought a couple of cookies from Marissa (12), who was raising money to go to softball camp. "I know they don't look that good, but it's for a good cause," she said.

Other vendors were selling Alaskan fireweed honey, homemade crafts, jams and jellies.  Followed the market for 2 blocks, which ended at the Wasilla Historic Museum.

And they call it...PUPPY LOVE

Uh oh.  Free puppy holding at the Iditarod Headquarters.....

Can You Say "Scooby Snack?"

I would totally sleep in here.

(Just outside Wasilla, AK)

On the road to Wasilla and..What's That I Hear?

Sunny and mid-70s as I make my way to Wasilla and the famed Iditarod Museum.

Yup - Houston, Alaska.

Betcha didn't know that.

Had to climb up a hill through tall grass to get to the sign.  

Thought nothing of the rough path, but now with branches breaking in the nearby woods, I'm rethinking the warning sign for moose and I'm outta h.................................................

Shooting for Wasilla

 View this morning as I hit the road in Trapper Creek...

Midway point...17 miles in.  Should easily make it to Wasilla today.