Yesterday's post was about the politics of traveling. Here's some of the joy one can get if the weather's ok while flying south from Anchorage, just by looking out the window. Aisle seats may mean you can get up easily, but you lose the great vistas outside the plane.
Here's Eagle River and beyond at 9:30am in January. Light, but the sun's not up yet.
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It clouded up quickly, and I was sitting in the exit row, so my view was often blocked by the wing. Here's further along somewhere in Southeast Alaska. (These all get bigger and sharper if you click on the image.)
Bellevue, Washington, just before landing at SeaTac.
The train from the airport.
And then on the ferry.
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