Moose Creek rushed noisily through the wilderness right next to my cabin at Denali Backcountry Lodge. In the areas pictured below it ranged between a couple of inches in depth to perhaps as much as 3 feet.
After dinner on August 22, at 7:11PM, I recorded this walk around the gazebo (1), across the first bridge (2), along the small island (3) to the second far more primitive bridge (4), along the second island to a third bank of the creek (5), and back again. At times in this podcast you can hear my footsteps. You can hear the rapidly rushing creek. My guess: if you stepped into these frigid, fast-moving waters, you would be immediately swept off of your feet and pulled down stream.
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The air was cool--in the 40's. The smells were those of fresh forest. The sharp angle of the Alaskan sun was mitigated by the mountains. The sounds were of peace.
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