We then had the campground breakfast - a buffet of pancakes, sausage and fruit; we loaded up on the latter. We were then heading down the highway. It's becoming tiring to try and find superlatives for the views as you drive; today's road was another highlight. After the gently winding road south of Tok, we came upon the Wrangell range. The first glipses were disappointing, you could see the massifs rising from the plains, but the bulk of the mountain was enshrouded in clouds. Eventually, the clouds dissipated a bit, and you could see the peaks towering above the clouds - Mount Sanford at 4949m and Mt. Drum at 3861m. The mind failed to comprehend how massive these peaks are, and the broad sweeping plains before them only seemed to exacerbate their imposing presence.
We continued on, stopping occasionally to take in the views. The final stretch of road into


We finally arrived at Valdez around 6PM - it took us almost 8 hours to cover 400 km due to viewpoints, not road conditions. It is unfortunate that when the average person (who is not an extreme skier) hears of Valdez; the first think that comes to mind is the 1989 oil spill. This place is idyllic, it's like a miniature version of Vancouver: tucked in between mountians and ocean,

but much much smaller. The mountains burst up from the ocean and are carpeted with a lush velvety verdant vegetation, which contrasted with the cloudless blue sky (though were were told this was abnormal - normally, its cloudy and/or foggy). We found a place to stay, had dinner, then went for a walk around this small town before retiring for the night.
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