Author: Camellia Couvillon
The morning of July 24, 2011 was a morning full of nerves and excitement. As I threw my large black duffel bag into the back of my parent’s vehicle my mind was filled with curiosity and wonder in regards to the journey I was about to embark on. Alaska, the word rang in my mind over and over again the way a church bell does on a Sunday morning. I still couldn’t believe that after months and months of fundraising with the local Venture Crew I was finally going to Alaska! The last frontier, the largest state outside of the continental US, the place were grizzlies, and moose walked over the land freely and *I* was going there for TWO weeks of tent camping. Honestly, if the Washington Post had taken a poll that day on who was the most excited girl in the Maryland I would have passed with flying colors. To say the least this trip was a dream come true for me.
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After a 3 hour flight from Washington DC, a 2 hour layover in Denver and an almost a 6 hour flight from Denver to my dream destination I finally landed on what I consider the most beautiful ground in the whole world, Anchorage Alaska. Granted the light was dim when we arrived off the planes due to Alaska’s summer hours of light I was still in complete awe of the mountains that I could easily see from the windows of the airport luggage claim. I had never seen such beautiful Giants in my life; they rose to kiss the sky in jagged lines that blew my mind. I was stunned beyond belief and that was just from behind Alaska Airline’s thick window glass.
The days passed much too fast those two weeks as I traveled throughout Alaska. My first stop was at Fort Richardson which then led me to Fairbanks. But before I knew it I found myself entering the most beautiful park in all of the United States, Denali National Park. The sights that Denali held within its womb were more beautiful than I could have ever expected or hoped for. The wide open skies were a breath of fresh air that I needed more than I realized. The mountains were purple, majestic beauties that could have sight to even the blind. Wild life roamed at every corner, free from the ever growing torment of the world. The mountains were spectrums of color from the ever burning sun and I couldn’t take 10 steps without snapping a picture of something in the park. So much of the natural beauty of Denali had been left untouched and personally I think that is what made it so very beautiful, from the grizzlies and their cubs to the moose visiting our campsite, Denali is a world that untamed and still untouched by most of society. Never again, will I have the chance to live such an amazing photographer’s dream.
Places and Acitivies I highly recommend while visiting Alaska: