Pat picked me up at the airport, ’round midnight, last night. I’d just flown from Anchorage, via Seattle. The flight home was an efficient, six-hour ordeal. But how, you ask, did I end up in Anchorage in the first place?
Our wildlife sightings include:
In Whitehorse, Yukon, we stopped off at the Yukon Brewing Company. Their tasting room doesn’t sell pints–but gives away free samples. We were treated to a full gamut of nine beers.
Which brings me to an interesting point: contrary to popular wisdom, America has substantially better beer than Canada. To say that Canadia (Canada’s largest domestic) is better than Bud misses the point: they’re both bad. What Canada seems to lack (or at least Western Canada) that America (at least the coasts and the Rocky Mountain Region) has is a vibrant microbrew scene. I’m sorry to say, but the best beer from the Yukon Brewing Company (probably their Yukon Gold) wasn’t quite as good as the worst beer I’ve had from The Bozone.
So next time you meet a Canadian who makes some disparaging remark about American beer–well, you just tell that Canuck that he (or she!) wouldn’t know. Also, curiously, Budweiser is quite popular in Canada. If it’s so bad–why do they import so much of it? Also, Kokanee is a premium beer in Canada. It was recommended to us, several times, as a “good Canadian beer.”
Between Fairbanks and Anchorage, we stopped off at Denali National Park and Preserve. We had the good luck of being able to see the park’s eponymous feature: the 20,230 foot tall Mount McKinley. It had that ethereal quality where, looking at it, it was hard to discern if what one saw was mountain or cloud. In the occasional Bozeman sunset, I’ve seen equally awe-inspiring clouds–only this wasn’t any cloud.
In Anchorage, we dined at The Moose’s Tooth–which is positively the best pizza and beer I’ve had in a long while. If you’re ever in Anchorage, give it a try. You won’t be disappointed.
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