Alaska!

Wow! I did it. I survived Alaska. I’ve been back for a few days now, and I’ve barely had time to reflect. I agreed to storyboard a commercial while I was still in the Anchorage airport on my way back south. As soon as I stepped off the plane in LA, I was already thinking about work the next day. I’ve been buried all week, it’s amazing how fast sellavision works to squish out any dreams of an actual experience. But even though work tries to take over, I’ve still gone to bed each night this week with the sound of sled dogs in my head.

Actually, it’s taken me this long to even think about putting words to my Alaskan adventure. What a trip! I saw three bald eagles, a moose ran across the highway in front of my car, I had a pretty mind-blowing conversation with an Eskimo, I talked my way into being a volunteer dog handler for the Iditarod race start, I shook musher/author Gary Paulson’s hand, went cross-country skiing, drank Alaskan Amber at Humpy’s, a favorite Anchorage watering hole, and both Saturday and Sunday nights my ears were ringing because I’d been in the middle of a thousand sled dogs all barking and yapping to get on the trail. What a week!

Now I’m back home in LA, safe and warm. I haven’t unpacked yet, I don’t want the trip to end.

I’ll post some of my 700+ pictures, and share my stories here over the next few days.