I ventured down the Denali Highway, craving the wild and untamed. But as I ascended, so did the numbing cold. A quick glance at the thermometer chilled my spirit—27 degrees. Come morning, my water would be solid ice. Amidst the frigid air, I snapped these photos, capturing fleeting moments before retreating to lower ground, where… Continue reading Denali Highway
Seeking solace and elation in the unbuyable.