On To Fairbanks

Our journey continued on the Alaskan Railway from Denali to Fairbanks. We left at 4pm, literally being the last guests in the hotel, employees working diligently around us to clean up for the closure during the winter months. One last view from our beautiful hotel and then on to the rail depot.

After getting our tickets we bundled up outside in the freezing cold waiting for the train to arrive. Cheers went up as the train’s horn blew announcing its momentary arrival.

We were in B car again, Gold Star which includes done ceiling, a meal and 2 alcohol beverages for those who drink. I wasn’t expecting much for scenery but the beginning of the trip was awe inspiring.

As we traveled out of the park, again the fall colors dotted the landscape, yellows and greens, burnt oranges and reds. It took my breath away.

We could see the snow colored peaks off in the distance, more snow then yesterday, proof that winter was fast approaching.

We went under a long steel bridge. As we approached, we could see the River, the canyon and the bridge.

In one moment we were traveling under the bridge.

We saw the Dall Sheep but that was it for the wildlife.

Bruce and I had pot roast for dinner and our table mates had Caesar Salad. We spent some time discussing travel plans and cruise lines. They were very well traveled. For dessert we had these tiny cheesecakes. The food on the train is edible but not outstanding.

The trip was four hours around mountains and along rivers. We finally arrived in Fairbanks at 8 pm. It was still light out. We collected our bags and they took us to Pikes Waterfront Lodge. We asked for a wake up call if the northern lights presented and they did.

It was the end of another beautiful day in Alaska.

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Published by lisanordlund1

In 2015, I retired and my goal was to do as much traveling as I possibly could. I started the blog for our first month long trip to Panama in October 2015. My sister Linda and her husband Stan joined Bruce and I on our first trip and we decided together on the name the four amigos. Since then, we don’t always travel with them, sometimes just Bruce and I, sometimes other people, whoever wants to join us on our crazy journeys. The name stuck and I grew an affinity to it. So here we are. I invite you to join thefouramigos blog on our next destination.

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