On Sunday it was overcast
and a little bit windy,
but we had planned to check out a patch of cottonwoods
up the hill by Banner Creek.
After trying to navigate several different ways across the
we turned back.
On the return, we passed this large beaver lodge that was holding
up a long expanse of ice.
The beavers may be fun to watch, but they sure can
dam up the water flow!
Option Number Two was to check out an old wooden trestle along the
Nome River above Banner Creek.
The tundra here was pretty frozen still, so decided to skip the snowshoes.
From the road we didn't see some of the deep gullies full of melting
snow, but we crawled on.
The Pilot Man took the high path, I took the low.
He made it there before me ;)
The work and strength it must have taken to get this line... amazing!
Look at the size of those beams!
They are still fairly strong when you watch where you are going.
With the wind I didn't step out too far.
Might take off, if you know what I mean.
This is the upgraded Thirteen Mile Nome River Bridge.
Didn't see anything green or popping up spring-like in the tundra.
It might need another week of sunshine.....