June 13 Minneapolis – Anchorage

Oddly enough, I woke up early.  Adrenaline running and knowing this is finally the day.  Time to smash out my last errands and fully commit. Still gathering all my Needed belongings and putting them in piles.  Packed up my last 5 food drops and headed off to the post office. Labeled them up “General Delivery.” 2 different post masters didn’t know how to send them that way.  There can’t be any ‘Maybes’ for getting these packages. But I really can’t do anything else but hope as my flight leaves today. Thinking I’d have more time the previous day’s, I started putting all my videos together of my Appalachian Trail Speed Record in 17’.  Only got thru editing about 6 minutes of the rough hour long length. Found out completing that project would have to wait till I come home. Sister made juicy delicious burgers for LUNCH! Been getting a lil spoiled lately. Brother in law asked me when the flight left.  I said, “ That’s a great question. 4 something, I should probably check that out eh.” Time flew by as I slowly gathered and packed my belongings. Like always, pushing time, hopped in the car and headed to the Minneapolis airport. Traffic was slow on Cedar Avenue, so my sister shot around cars and a police officer in the crappy slow lane.  Thankfully no one was in the SunCountry line and the security line. Perks of flying on a Wednesday. As I made it to the gate, they were calling out boarding class 3 already…. Perfect timing : ] Hopped on and say next to 2 people that were from close by my hometown. Bemidji and Walker Minnesota. Older lady had plenty of interesting stories.  She was coming up to visit her son for a month. The guy was coming up to fish for a handful of days. Edge of British Columbia and Alaska, I started hitting some major mountains. To be exact we flew right by Mount Saint Elias. Believe it’s the second highest, coming in a little over 18,000 feet. Finally dropped into Anchorage, getting those Montana vibes up here.  It’s not too shabby. It was crazy to see how many people are coming up here to fish. When I got to the baggage claim, I kept seeing endless amounts of coolers dropping onto the never ending conveyor. Must be all the fishermen flying in. Clark picked me up and let me crash for the night. Headed straight to rei to pick up my paddle. Walked in 5 minutes before closing time.  PERFECT! Headed back to his place and he made Pounds of spaghetti. The sauce he made was there best I’ve ever had. Perfect jalapeno kick with the best mix of other herbs and spices. Was harder than expected to get use to light at midnight.