Denali National Park

During World War II my Grandfather was stationed in Alaska. It was 1944 when a plane crashed in the McKinley mountain range. A rescue party was formed and my Grandpa was amongst rescuers who climbed Mount Deception as part of the recovery efforts. The rescue attempt was unsuccessful but the adventure seemed to sit with my Grandpa for the rest of his life. I never heard the stories from him personally but being there and seeing things that he might have seen made me feel close to him.

Denali was so much more spectacular than I ever imagined. We spent 8 hours on a school bus on a very bumpy road with a 6 month old baby. It could have been a disaster but instead it was magical. The light was incredible, the wildlife was stunning (we saw grizzly bear cubs!!), and we got incredible views of the monumental mountain itself! It really was a day I will never forget. [Taken with a Canon 5D Mark II]