We arose early to get a good start on the road, leaving the Alaska Highway at Tok and heading for Glennallen, there to take the Glennallen Highway for Palmer, Wasilla and home.
I was a bit surprised to not see a recreational marijuana shop in Tok. I mean, if there’s any place in Alaska that should have a now-legal pot shop, you would think it would be Tok.
There was a snag – when we got up on Tok, it was snowing. That’s hardly unusual in Alaska in March, mind you. There was a couple of inches down and we had some mountainous country yet to traverse. But we struck out, cautiously, slowly. We crawled over the snow-packed road to Glennallen, where we turned west for Chickaloon, Palmer, Wasilla and home. The roads slowly improved until, by the time we hit Palmer, things were wide open.
And then, finally, we pulled onto the Parks Highway, heading north for Willow and our new digs. We arrived at mid-afternoon, exhausted but happy, to begin our new life in the Great Land.
We’re home at last. After this tiring, exhausting, fascinating, beautiful and long, strange trip, we’re home at last, in Alaska.