My Awesome Alaska Adventure
Planning a trip to Alaska? If you’re looking to road trip it like my friends and I did, following is a list of places we stayed and visited. Happy travels!
Read MoreWhere to Stay in Alaska: Hatcher Pass Lodge in Palmer
The A-frame cabin resting above the treeline in the Talkeetna Mountains shook each time I rolled over in my bed. To reach my bed, I climbed a wood ladder to the loft and shared an open room with Lyn, one of my traveling companions during our Alaska adventure this summer. Madge, our third musketeer, opted to sleep on the pull-out futon on the main floor because it was close to the bathroom which housed a chemical toilet. Our first night in Alaska was spent at Hatcher Pass Lodge in Palmer, located a stone’s throw to Independence Mine State Historical Park.
Read MorePostcards from Alaska: Visting the Alaska Pipeline
What’s 48 inches in diameter, 800 miles long and crosses over three mountain rangers and more than 30 major streams and rivers? The Trans Alaska Pipeline System, that’s what.*
A stop at the Alyeska Pipeline Visitor Center in Fox, north of Fairbanks, was made during my Alaska trip to view a small portion of the 800-mile pipeline.
Read MoreWordless Wednesday: Ho! Ho! Ho! Visiting North Pole, Alaska
“Now Dasher! Now Dancer!… On Comet! On Cupid!” Yes kids, there is a Santa Claus and I caught a glimpse of him while visiting the City of North Pole, Alaska, last month. No, I didn’t sit on his lap to tell him I was a good girl this year and share with him my Christmas gift list but I had a chance to interact with some of his nine tiny reindeer and browse Santa Claus House for treasures. (101 St. Nicholas Drive, North Pole. Tel: (907) 488-2200; www.santaclaushouse.com)
With roads named “Santa Claus Lane,” “Mistletoe Drive” and “Holiday Road”, the spirit of Christmas is embraced year ’round in North Pole, located less than a 20-minute drive from Fairbanks. My visit was brief but I snapped a few photos I hope you enjoy.
Read MoreShopping for Alaska Souvenirs at Fred Meyer
Shortly after landing at the Anchorage airport, I was sitting in the backseat of the rental car soaking up my surroundings. While stopped at a traffic light, a car wrapped in an advertisement for King Salmon Jerky pulled up next to us.
“Cool,” I thought. “Something truly Alaskan I can bring home.” Plus, I knew I couldn’t afford to bring back fresh salmon so salmon jerky would have to do.








My name is Jennifer Huber and I’m just your average forty-something-year-old gal living life solo. 





