Wandering through Time and Place… The 2016 Review: Part I

Our first adventure of the year was to journey off to Alaska where we joined our son Tony, his wife, Cammie and our three grandkids for at the World Ice Carving Championships in Fairbanks Alaska. This carving won first prize and served as the January photo for us.

Our first adventure of the year was to journey off to Alaska where we joined our son Tony, his wife, Cammie and our three grandkids for at the World Ice Carving Championships in Fairbanks Alaska. This carving won first prize and served as the January photo for us.

Each year Peggy and I go through our photos from the past year to create a Family Calendar for our kids, grandkids, brothers, sisters, cousins, nieces and nephews. Luckily, the family isn’t too big! We use Apple to produce the calendars, and the company does a beautiful job. It’s a fun review for us— and a job. (grin) I go through the several thousand photos we have taken and pull out a hundred or so. Peggy then goes through the hundred with me and we winnow it down to 12.

I thought it would be fun to share some of the photos with you. They were all included in blogs I posted this year and reflect our journeys. I am not going to limit myself to 12, however! I am going to post 30: 10 today, 10 on Thursday, and 10 on New Year’s Eve. Enjoy.

We took the Alaska Railroad from Anchorage to Fairbanks, which provided a wonderful opportunity for sightseeing and photography.

We took the Alaska Railroad from Anchorage to Fairbanks, which provided a wonderful opportunity for sightseeing and photography.

These Birch, which I rendered in black and white were along the way.

These Birch, which I rendered in black and white were along the way.

As was this view of Mt. Denali. We were ever so lucky. Having lived in Alaska for three years, I know how rare it is to capture the mountain on a clear day.

As was this view of Mt. Denali. We were ever so lucky. Having lived in Alaska for three years, I know how rare it is to capture the mountain on a clear day.

Further along, we came on this mountain.

Further along, we came on these mountains.

The ice carvings were marvellous. This one was called 'First Breath."

The ice carvings were marvellous. This one was called ‘First Breath.”

This one, by a Russian carver, "Yahoo!"

This one, by a Russian carver, “Yahoo!”

This was titled "Stuck-up," which seemed quite appropriate for a cat.

This was titled “Stuck-up,” which seemed quite appropriate for a cat.

Flying back to Anchorage, I looked out the window and caught this photo of the Alaska Range.

Flying back to Anchorage, I looked out the window and caught this photo of the Alaska Range.

Back in Anchorage, we watched sled dog races. Warm temperatures meant they had to put down snow for the races. And it meant that this snow sculpture of a native Alaskan was melting. I still found it beautiful.

Back in Anchorage, we watched sled dog races. Warm temperatures meant they had to put down snow for the races. And it meant that this snow sculpture of a native Alaskan was melting. I still found it beautiful.

 

39 comments on “Wandering through Time and Place… The 2016 Review: Part I

  1. Nice memories Curt.
    No ice in UK this Boxing Day (except in the gin and tonic), it is unseasonably mild!
    I used to do these reviews but this year has been disappointing, I have posted regularly but I have had fewer visits and comments than in the previous three years so I have nothing to report! I have been posting here for 8 years so maybe the blog has just got tired!
    I hope you had a great Christmas!

  2. Despite my regular reading, there are some images here I don’t remember seeing. The one of the countryside reflected in the curving train is a favorite. I’m quite taken with the melting fellow, too. I wonder if he might have escaped from MacArthur Park?

    Happy travels, or happy resting, depending on what you’re up to now. I’m looking forward to these next posts.

    • The train was a favorite of several people Linda and the melting fellow was one of mine. I think what he wasn’t escaping was global warming! Anchorage even had to import snow for the sled dog races.
      We’ve been having fun visiting with our son and his family in Connecticut and then our daughter and her family in North Carolina. We slipped a quick trip into Boston in between. Sorry it took so long to get back here. I was interrupted by grand boys. 🙂 –Curt

  3. What gorgeous pictures! I can only imagine which made the cut for the calendar. We have an ice sculpture festival here in Hamilton, Ohio every other year in January. The last festival was so warm that the sculptures were melting. They usually have a literary theme, I believe. Or maybe those are the ones I remember most.

    • Peggy and I have quite the challenge selecting calendar photos!
      I suspect ice artists are quite worried about global warming. 🙂 It was even a problem in Alaska. Literary would be fun. –Curt

  4. Isn’t it next to impossible to narrow a years worth of photos down to just a few favorites? I find the task almost impossible and am deeply in the trenches at the moment trying to do the same with my overflowing stockpile. I must say that the first ice sculpture that won the competition is awesome! What a year it has been for you and Peggy. I’m looking forward to slipping over to your next post for a recap of your bike ride rerun 😃

    • It’s forever a challenge with the photos, as you’ve noted Joanne! I find it fun, however, since it lets me relive experiences. And I appreciate the opportunity to share photos on the blog. It was a great year. Peggy and I are looking forward to another one. (grin) –Curt

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