Hoping it isn’t the last camping trip for the year. The weather has been so nice we are still camping. We are not taking the camper off of the truck yet. I will be gone for a couple of weeks but we are hoping that me may be able to get a couple more trips in before the snow when I get back. We are having an Indian Summer and really enjoying it.
We loaded up as soon as David and Dusty got home from work and off we went. Heather, Dan and the babies were meeting us at Knik River.
When we arrived at Knik River we found a place to camp. I was sitting watching David get the campfire ready to start and noticed all the beautiful colors in the mountains.
We enjoyed watching the planes fly over and could see the bridge that the kids had to cross to get to us.
We didn’t get to go camping this weekend due to having too much to do at home. We decided to go to the Greek Festival at Holy Transfiguration Greek Orthodox Church. It is held every year. They have been doing this for many years and the money goes towards finishing their church. It is nice to see how much they got done from year to year. David has been going to the festival since they started building the church years ago.
It was once again a rainy day for the festival. People didn’t care they come for the wonderful Greek food, the children dancing, the music and to look at the church as it changes from year to year.
Here our their web pages you can check out.
This is such a big event in Anchorage that they hired the police to direct traffic and the parking attendants were great. David even went and let the information booth know how well he thought they were doing.
Sitting on the couch as the house shakes, never looking up from what you are doing as you say to your husband, “I guess that was an earthquake.” He replies, “Yep”. No big deal just part of life in Alaska. The next morning you read in the paper that it was a 6.2 earthquake with the center in the Aleutian Chain. We forget up here when we see so much damage from smaller quakes that we are so spread out that it doesn’t really cause much damage to the cities and people. We are lucky in that way. I wonder if a tree falls in the woods does it make a sound when no one is there to hear it.
Who remembers this song? Troglodytes sung by The Jimmy Castor Bunch released in 1972 which was the year before I graduated high school . Guess I just told you my age but who cares it is just a number. Well back to this song. You should check out this you tube
This blog is not about a song but about camping at Bertha Creek in Alaska for the weekend. We used to drive past this campground every time we went to Anchorage from Sterling. My late husband, Charlie, would start singing this song as we passed by Bertha Creek. David, alive husband, and I do the same thing. We even named our truck Bertha. We decided that we were going camping there. So when I picked up the grandkids from Sterling we drove through and Charlie even picked us out a campsite. Oh yea, that is Charlie II, the grandson, not Charlie the dead husband.
Friday morning came and we all piled in the truck, three adults, two kids and one big dog. We headed out to Bertha Creek. We got up into Turnagain Pass we knew it wasn’t far now. We saw the sign.!
Yea, we are here! Oh no, so are other people. There was no one here on Monday. As we made our way through the park, fingers crossed, we look for our perfect camping spot. We come around the bend and there it is, empty. We pull in to one side, so Heather and Dan can pull in next to us later tonight. Dusty sets up the tent for him and the kids.
Now it is time to head down to checkout the creek. To our surprise when we get down there we find a small waterfall.
Grandma and Grandpa took pictures of things like her feet,
grandpa even got his foot in there once, and grandma took pictures of the creek and Dusty playing with the kids there.
We all headed back for some lunch. I found this cool picture to take there.
Yes a sap was taking a photo of sap. The next question; is it better to be a sap or a root?
I’m not sure. What do you think?
Well David and I decided to take a walk down some trails we had seen on the way in. We walked up to the fee area, this is Federal so it is only $14 a night and $7 if you have your gold pass which we have.
Bear country! Oh, no! I always get a kick out of these signs because I think all of Alaska is bear country. When they are walking through the subdivisions all the time in Anchorage, the largest city in the state, wouldn’t you say it is all bear country.
David decided to check out the pump and see if it was still working and it was. We then continued on with our walk.
Yes, we found Bertha Creek. This is where it empties into this river whose name no one seems to know. I will find out some how.
We then headed back to camp and sat by the fire for a while with a beer. Dusty and the kids came back from their walk. They told us about a bench up on top of the hill by our camp with a great view. We went there the next morning.
Everybody brought back a little firewood. We sure didn’t want to run out because how could we drink our beer without a fire.
Anyway they also told us about another trail on the other side of the highway. They said they saw some people panning for gold, well they had sluice boxes. I guess you would say they were looking for gold. We all thought that would be fun to do after lunch. So as we were eating one of the kids goes come look at these worms. Reighly already had a pet green worm she named catty but it had got away. It fell off her finger. We all go to have a look and this is what we saw.
We watch them all weekend as they slowly eat away the leaf.
Now our next adventure across the road and up the trail. First we stop at this bridge that goes nowhere. You can smell the creosote, so you know it is new. You cross the bridge and see a road for maybe 100 ft then nothing. Oh well the mystery road I guess or should I say bridge.
Across the highway we go. The first thing we come across is this cool firepit.
The gold miners were all gone, so we had the whole area to ourselves which was nice. We all went exploring.
As we are walking on the trail we saw blueberries. David and I decided to come back the next morning and pick some while the kids were asleep. We got up and went picking on Sunday. Alice got a little bored. She doesn’t think standing in one area for a while is hiking. I guess she doesn’t know the difference in hiking and picking.
Well we thought it was worth getting rained on. The Picking Was Good!
While we were there we got some nice mushrooms photos. Never thought I would be looking for mushrooms for a photo op.
We also got some nice flower photos.
The rain stopped before we left, so the tent got to dry out before it got packed up. We packed up and headed home.
Good-Bye Bertha Creek.
I guess I should let everyone know that the Flat Ole Hippies couldn’t come with us because they had other plans. Hopefully, they can come with us next weekend. We are planning to go to Seward if all goes well.
Turnagain Arm is a waterway into the northwestern part of the Gulf of Alaska. It is one of two narrow branches at the north end of Cook Inlet, the other being Knik Arm. Turnagain is subject to climate extremes and large tide ranges.
Turnagain Arm was named by William Bligh of HMS Bounty fame. Bligh served as Cook’s Sailing Master on his 3rd and final voyage, the aim of which was discovery of the Northwest Passage. Upon reaching the head of Cook Inlet in 1778, Bligh was of the opinion that both Knik Arm and Turnagain Arm were the mouths of rivers and not the opening to the Northwest Passage. Under Cook’s orders Bligh organized a party to travel up Knik Arm, which quickly returned to report Knik Arm indeed led only to a river.
Afterwards a second party was dispatched up Turnagain Arm and it too returned to report only a river lay ahead. As a result of this frustration the second body of water was given the disingenuous name “Turn Again”. Early maps label Turnagain Arm as the “Turnagain River”.
Enough of the history of Turnagain Arm and back to why I am writing this. I was driving to Sterling yesterday, which is about a 2 1/2 hour trip, to pick up Dusty’s kids for a visit. I was just making a quick run down grab the kids and come back. Not a big deal because I used to live in Sterling and have made this day trip many times. The winter time used to get a little dicey but the roads are a lot better now. I had to stop though because driving along the Arm the clouds were amazing. Actually, the kids and I kept remarking on how wonderful they were all the way back to Anchorage. Going over the pass it was really great. We even checked out where we are going camping next weekend, Bertha Creek. Well here are a some photos I took.
Turnagain Arm is always different. I can never seems to take enough photos of it.
Our friends took us camping at Kings River outside of Sutton north of Anchorage, Alaska. We went in their camper. It was a beautiful weekend. It was sunny but not too hot. We sat by the campfire and went for walks. We enjoyed watching the river.