Palmer and Anchorage
Waiting for the Weather
As we have become accustomed, the day after our arrival at Palmer turned out to be a day of rest. Low clouds and fog obscured the mountains and
made it impossible to move closer to Anchorage by flying to Merrill Field on the northern edge of town. Being Sunday, it was even difficult to get a car, but we finally succeeded and everybody scattered in some direction. It was good to get out of the motel as it was in
the full swing of remodeling. The few guests in the restaurant even had to lift their feet while the carpet was being replaced.
We increasingly felt the desire to do some floatplane flying ourselves and decided to investigate the possibilities. We got the cold shoulder with two of the larger operators. All they wanted to see was a fat wallet and hear a request to be taken somewhere. We were practically thrown out when we stated our desires. Then we tried "Bigfoot Air of Alaska". We were greeted warmly, were listened to and received all the advice we wanted. Next time in Anchorage we will stop there for sure to get our fill of floatplane flying!
On the southern shore of the lake is the Aircraft Museum. Though we had only an hour left, we enjoyed every minute walking and often touching the many aircraft and aircraft parts on display. The museum tells a vivid story of the role the aircraft and their many courageous pilots, both male and female have played in the development of this state. While most aircraft on display have found their final rest at this museum there are a number of beautifully restored birds in flyable condition. All of our time there, was the real sound of float planes to be heard buzzing overhead in and out of Lake Hood.
Then it became time to replenish ourselves. What would a trip to Anchorage be without visiting Gwennies Fish Restaurant? In this unique atmosphere we could enjoy the well prepared halibut and salmon. Among the guests, Joan discovered one of the two bears we encountered in Alaska. However, one was carved from wood and the other did not move, as it was stuffed - perhaps by salmon? It was better for us anyway, as we had decided not to bring any firearms along. Perhaps on our next visit to Alaska!
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The next day brought a slight improvement in the weather but not enough to get a view of the top of the world in Alaska. So, we enjoyed the leisure time and
exchanged information and advice for future travels. Out at the Palmer airport we found an old DC7 that had been converted to a slurry bomber. This was an opportunity to step aboard and see how it looked inside. These planes and pilots have lately received much
attention in their great role fighting the many fires in many western States, including Canada and Alaska. A seasoned pilot gave us the tour of this vintage aircraft that had flown before for Delta Airlines until 1961.
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