So I got up the next morning with renewed energy. My truck was still parked the wrong way on the 2 track, I still didn't know how/where I was going to turn around. But I had successfully made it this far! The rest would be a piece of cake!!!
Yeah no. I ended up having to dig my truck out 2 more times before I got it going the right way. After that, I parked the truck where the plow ended and hiked in to the cabin.
I had several more adventures in driving in Alaska, but I really did have a great trip. There was a super clear night, where I sat out in a clearing in the woods and took star pictures for hours. I had a close encounter with a moose (not in my car). I enjoyed the quiet and the beauty of off-the-beaten-path Alaska.
But on my last morning I had time for one more grand adventure. I packed my stuff, got it all to my truck and started on my way home. In the night, the snow had turned to rain and now the back road down the mountain to the main road out of the mountains used to be snow-covered. Now that back road was covered in 3/4 inch of ice. Glare, pure Alaska ice.
I started down the road slowly, keeping one side of the truck buried in the snow on the side of the road. Things were going well!
Until I reached the down-hill/blind curve portion of the road. I started down the hill slowly, but in a second my tires lost traction, the truck spun completely around, so now I'm partway down a hill on a blind curve on glare ice with no way to move up or down. I got out (thankful for ice cleats!) and threw some gravel and was able to straighten out the truck but I was still facing the wrong way (truck was facing up but I needed to go downhill).
my beloved ice cleats!!
After throwing more gravel and trying to move the truck uphill, I realized I really only had 2 choices. 1) keep throwing gravel and hoping I could gain a little bit of traction to get uphill and try this entire fiasco again. Or 2) drive/slide backwards downhill through the blind curve.
I was worried about just sitting on this hill- if someone else came downhill, I was toast. And I couldn't move any further up hill. So that really just left trying to control a slide down the mountain, through the blind curve. Fun fun times!!
I started to go in reverse, I kept trying to bury my back tire in the snow drift on the drivers side to control my speed. I would slide down until the tires buried and stopped the car, got out, dug out the tire, and started the slide again until I could bury my tire in the drift again. This worked pretty well until I got to the actual blind curve portion of the ride. There there was no snow drift to control my speed or give traction, so I just went for it.
Our God is a very great God. Because there is no reason why or how I made it around the curve and avoided the river except that He loves me and still has a plan for me and my truck!
I got out to the main road and for a split second considered trying to get to the Matenuska Glacier (it was one of the things I had wanted to do on this trip but hadn't had a chance to see yet). But then I decided I'd had enough adventure this time around. And I drove home to Anchorage. But I still got some sweet pictures on the drive home!!
So who wants to come and have some Alaskan adventures with me!! My life is never dull!!