Gina and I spent a portion of Sunday evening on the Iditarod Trail. But it had nothing to do with dog sleds, and we were a long way from Nome, Rohn and Kaltag. And the only snow we saw was high up on the mountains.
We made a run down to Girdwood to drop off some of Gina's art at the Girdwood Center for Visual Arts. Afterward, we headed out Crow Creek Road a couple miles until we came upon the Iditarod National Historic Trail. This is a portion of the trail that originally ran from Seward to the Gold Rush communities in the Interior.
We haven't spent a lot of time on the trails in and around Girdwood. We hiked a portion of the Winner Creek Trail a couple winters ago. And we did the Crow Pass Trail from Girdwood to Eagle River a few summers ago; it's about 26 miles and a great adventure.
Our few minutes on Girdwood's portion of the Iditarod Trail were enlightening. First, the trail was easy hiking -- good for visiting friends and family, which is something we're always looking for. Too often, our hikes take us to the top of the nearest peak. That's great for Gina and I, but sometimes it's a bit much for our visitors. It’s nice to know we have some other options.
Secondly, because the trail is in a temperate rain forest, the scenery is significantly different than what we’re used to. Most times, we’re hiking above tree line. On Sunday, we were shadowed by a thick canopy of large trees. The forest floor was covered in moss.
It was refreshing – and very green. On the down size, there were a lot of mosquitoes, but it is June in Alaska.