A Visit to Chicken, Alaska
This is definitely one of the most interesting days I have since starting the trip.
Heading out toward Chicken, AK this morning from Tok, I traveled north along Taylor Highway and saw miles and miles of burnt forest. The Taylor Complex wildfire burnt 1.3 million acres of land along Taylor Highway in summer 2004 and the evidence of blackened forest remains as I drove by. But in the midst of blacken tress I also saw the fireweed and berries growing beautifully. It is a sign of hope; as the forest re-generates, animals return for the food.
I arrived at chicken around noon. This is an interesting town as I was told by several travelers. There is no public electricity, water or flush toilet here. So call “downtown Chicken” has only three stores. While there are many RV vacationers here in the summer, according to “The Mileposts” a popular travel planner, Chicken’s winter population is only 5. I met and chatted with one of them. She is the postmaster of the city, Robin Herman. I listened to her love story of how she came to the city and staying here with her husband. She certainly had made herself a great public relation figure for the city.
Choosing to come to Chicken instead of visiting more popular Valdez, am I feeling disappointed? No. I do not think so. The road that never traveled no longer appears rosier to me. I have learnt to live the moment and appreciate what I have. This trip provides me with a classroom to conveniently practice what I believe.
This is definitely one of the most interesting days I have since starting the trip.
Heading out toward Chicken, AK this morning from Tok, I traveled north along Taylor Highway and saw miles and miles of burnt forest. The Taylor Complex wildfire burnt 1.3 million acres of land along Taylor Highway in summer 2004 and the evidence of blackened forest remains as I drove by. But in the midst of blacken tress I also saw the fireweed and berries growing beautifully. It is a sign of hope; as the forest re-generates, animals return for the food.
I arrived at chicken around noon. This is an interesting town as I was told by several travelers. There is no public electricity, water or flush toilet here. So call “downtown Chicken” has only three stores. While there are many RV vacationers here in the summer, according to “The Mileposts” a popular travel planner, Chicken’s winter population is only 5. I met and chatted with one of them. She is the postmaster of the city, Robin Herman. I listened to her love story of how she came to the city and staying here with her husband. She certainly had made herself a great public relation figure for the city.
Choosing to come to Chicken instead of visiting more popular Valdez, am I feeling disappointed? No. I do not think so. The road that never traveled no longer appears rosier to me. I have learnt to live the moment and appreciate what I have. This trip provides me with a classroom to conveniently practice what I believe.
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