Our flight to Anchorage reminded us of when airline flying used to be fun and exciting. The captain descended below a cloud layer so we could keep our view of the magnificent Wrangell St. Elias National Park. This park can only be accessed by plane or boat. It has enormous glaciers, steep rocky cliffs, and massive snow fields as far as the eye can see. We took several pictures and they turned out well. The approach to Anchorage was also impressive in that the runway extends right to the edge of a cliff, so the airplane is over the water until just before touchdown.
Even though we were tired from a long day of travel, we gathered the energy to walk from our downtown hotel to the Glacier Brew House. We arrived right at our reservation time, but still had to wait. That gave us an opportunity to check out the gift shop across the hall. Laura saw some nicely carved wooden bowls that she really liked, until she saw the price. At the Brew House, we all had fresh seafood, although some of us liked it more than others. Laura’s appetizer fish and chips were fine – a little strong on the breading, but somewhat underwhelming considering the $18 price tag. The rest of us had a halibut or salmon dinner and everyone liked it. Dad thought his beer tasted like a pine tree, but Richard really enjoyed the Amber.
The hotel was very basic. We put a huge fan in the window because our room air conditioner didn’t seem to work. (The fan was already sitting in the room.)