Oh, I forgot to mention yesterday the neat thing that happened when we were leaving Ft Richardson campground. Carol left a few minutes ahead of me. I was driving the RV out of the campground and low and behold there is a black bear ahead of me walking in the middle of the dirt road. Speed limit was 5 MPH and he was doing pretty good. He was about 100 feet or so ahead and was not the least concerned about me following him in the RV. Towards the end of the RV sites he hung a left into the woods at the edge of a site and went in the woods about 10 feet and started eating. Now I stopped and was about 30 feet away watching him. He just didn’t care as he munched. By now a few other people joined to watch and I cut the 400 Cummins engine off. A few minutes passed and he just went on his way. No camera available at the time.
Life goes on….
Back in Talkeetna……
We have a train in our back yard and we also have an airport just behind the woods there. You’re not in a real campground unless you have a train nearby. The airport is no extra charge. 
I turned around from the train and here are our sites.
Cindy & Phil Devonshire showed up today. We took them in as honorary Last Frontier Gang members. That’s Larry on the left and Marilyn on the right. You can figure out the rest.
Time to walk to town.
Some people are taking the glacier landing flight tomorrow. I hope they fit.
Grocery store with everything. They claim they have everything and if they don’t have it you don’t really need it.
Carol wants to come back during the winter so she can drive a snow machine – NOT!
I think I know this guy.
Time to walk to lunch across the way.
This place, Longitude 62 Lodge, was right next door to the campground. Food was great, the price was fair and service was outstanding due to our waiter, Josh. He’s the one with the big tip smile. He’s a local and gave us a lot of the “rest of the story” look on Talkeetna. His forefathers helped settled Talkeetna and the aviation here.
It was time to walk to town to get our bus for our jet boat ride.
Here’s our boat. It had 3 diesel Cummins and can run in about 18 inches of water which I think it did on more than one occasion. It held 50 people and just about carried that many today on our 3.5 hour adventure. 
First thing we saw besides the river was an eagle.
Then an eagle setting on it’s nest.
And if you look real close, there is at least one eaglet with it’s mouth open wide.
Then what the locals call a river beaver home. They build their homes on the banks. We saw the beaver but was not fast enough with the camera.
Then we got a tour on land. Yes, she’s carrying a shotgun. She’s looking for a man……. A woman and a gun – everybody listened very well. Us guys did not misbehave.
then back to the boat.
It was a friggin ride. The captain had no second thought of putting this powerful boat on the side of it’s keel and often……!!!!!! 
Claudette was concerned. She said next time just a row boat please.
Carol was a little excited too! She would like to do it five more times I think.
Don’s a Navy man can you till. He kept going weeee, weeee, weeee all the way home…..oink oink…
Hey, now that’s a salmon…
Then it friggin happened. Denali (Native name, white man name - Mt McKinley) showed herself for a brief moment. I didn’t have my real big lens so this is the best I could do.
There she is folks….some 20,000+ feet.
Mean while back at the docks..kids being kids.
We got back about 7 PM. About 7:30 or so we had our social hour. All 12 of the “gang” plus our 2 honorees stayed out till almost 11 PM. Just other day in paradise with friends in Alaska.
I had a lot more pictures but I can only put so many on this web.
See ya……….
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