{"id":13533,"date":"2021-01-03T02:51:43","date_gmt":"2021-01-03T09:51:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=13533"},"modified":"2021-08-19T06:12:40","modified_gmt":"2021-08-19T13:12:40","slug":"the-return-to-the-cabins","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=13533","title":{"rendered":"The return to the cabins"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

The bus quietly pulls in<\/strong> front of the Denali cabins, I unload my gear and say my final good bye to the driver. Soon I am left standing all alone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n

It is too early to check in, so I head over to the restaurant to catch up on some work and warm my bones with some tomato soup.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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After a couple of hours<\/strong> tick on by, I get into my cabin for the last time. I take my shoes off, and marvel at the wear and tear I’ve put on them during my time here in Alaska.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I climb under the mounds of blankets<\/strong> as the heater groans to life. I fall asleep early under a clear arctic sky.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rising with the morning sun, I get my coffee to go and start the car’s engine. The frost is thick on the windshield.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The time<\/strong> has come to make the long journey back to Anchorage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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