Glacier run off from the Chugach Mountains.
Blatting down the Seward Highway. Traffic is sparse to say the least.
Hungry teenage Moose didn't object to me taking his photo. By the end of the year this animal will have grown a full rack of antlers.
A collection of spurious thoughts on nostalgia, automobilia, music, the meaning of life and other such nonsense from an occasionally over-caffeinated dilettante. Oh and Mad Dog is actually Irish...
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