Vehicle Camping Journal - Alaska Day 10
camping trip to Alaska is a dream most RVers will never get to
experience. We are fortunate to have been able to spend the time and
effort to take this amazing RV camping trip. Follow our daily RV
camping travels as we cover over 6000 miles of the most incredible
scenery in North America. We'll share a few pictures of the
trip, but pictures can not do justice to this beautiful country.
Each day's journal entry will have links to yesterday and tomorrow
journal entries, and a link to the main journal
on our RV camping trip were Brian, Margie, Helen (Brian's Mom is 87),
Casey our 4 ½ year old Golden Retriever, and Sox, a 10 year
old gray housecat with an attitude. Brian and Margie have been living
full time in their 36' Class A motor home over 3 years, and boondock
(remote dispersed camping) almost always. Mom has RV camping experience
since she and Brian's Dad owned both a pickup camper, and Class C motor
Creek RV Camping
A cool night in the campground
dipping into the 30’s and a hazy sky this morning. We had
heard many days in the park you have clouds and can’t
see Mt McKinley and this would be one of them! We’d
also heard on our bus trip that it had snowed the previous day and that
we picked the only sunny day for the last eight!
Brian gets up thinking he has to work on the RV water heater. After
closer examination it appears an O ring has gotten lodged in the
hot water pipe, and after its removal--we have hot water!
I make biscuits and gravy and Brian announces he’s not doing
another thing all day! Between driving all the way from
Bellingham and working on Gozer to keep us on the move--he’s
earned a break!
We’re camped in the Riley Creek campground and quite close to
the Mercantile. They also have laundry facilities, showers,
nice clear restrooms and public internet access! Brian and I
wander around the store which has a little bit of everything, he picks
up a paperback for the day, and we check our e-mail. They are
quite proud of their internet here at $5.00 for a ½ hour!
But we’re thankful for a way to
keep in touch with family and friends in the
“outside”. Our cell phone
hasn’t worked but once since we crossed the Canadian border.
Mom and I write a few post cards and decide we’ll walk over
to the post office which isn’t far from our camp
site. There is a nice hiking/biking path along the perimeter
of the campground, and we almost walk right into a
Moose! It’s busily stripping leaves from
a willow sprig and probably could care less about us, but we back away
slowly anyway and give him some space. They do suggest 75
feet between you and moose, but when you come across one having a snack
so close to you could touch it---you’re a little surprised!