The summer of 2020 will go down in my mental history as the summer the road went in. Of course they’ve been working on it for two years physically and 30+ politically… But I digress.
It’s been bittersweet watching them progress down the trail. Seeing them passing the places where the “trail happened” to us, you know, like when Thing Two dunked himself, his sisters and the fourwheeler in the mud hole in the middle of Big Muddy. Or where my fourwheeler flooded in the creek with no name.
Then I think to myself, how would Dad feel about this road? Mixed feelings I’m sure. The ease of getting in and out is a relief for sure but what’s easier for us is also easier for everyone else, riffraff included.
The road ends just past Otter creek with a big parking/turnaround. Then it’s off the road and onto the trail, about a quarter of a mile to the cabin. Still have one mud hole to navigate for old times sake!
Word is that they’re trying to secure funding for another mile, which would put the road past us. Time will tell.
Alaska on my mind... 