signs of life

A month on the road has put me into a kind of travel funk. KT and I have both reached a bit of a saturation point with seeing things and making decisions, so rather than actually writing anything worthwhile about our visits to Talkeetna, Anchorage, or Homer, I thought I’d do something a little different.

All along the road, we’ve seen signs of all types of things. The further north we reached, the more varied and exotic became the signs warning us of the local wildlife that would likely be walking out in front of the car. Here are some examples.

The antlered animals are pretty standard, right? Here we have deer, elk, and then caribou:















Even before the moose started appearing, there were sightings of bison!



Then we got into moose country. Exciting!



And when we saw our first moose, we sure knew how to recognize it! However, we then started seeing signs for a new variety of moose. Our eyes were constantly scanning the woods and shoulders for this poorly-proportioned and pigeon-toed freak of nature, lest it should amble into our path and obliterate the car.



Thankfully, we never encountered this pitiful creature.

Of course, all along the way we were being warned to beware of wild Canadian coal trucks that could bound into our blind spot at any moment!



And we’re still on the lookout for the elusive wild Northern arrow. It’s habitat has been nearly everywhere, but alas, though we’ve caught sight of all the others along the way, this creature has succeeded in completely avoiding us at every turn.


PS - Do yourself a favor and check this out if you want to know more about our time in spiffy, little Talkeetna.