Sunday was our rest day. Our day to catch up to their sleeping patterns and getting used to all daylight. We started our morning by going to a local church- Church on the Rock. The service, speaker, music, and congregation were awesome. This is one of the only churches in Wasilla that is actually thriving and has more than about 20 people on Sunday mornings. Alaska is the least churched state in the U.S and it definitely shows. We came back to St. Johns, where we were staying, and had some delicious spaghetti made by our cook Tom. Then we set off for our first Alaskan adventure. We drove up to a place called Hatcher's Pass and took a tour of the Independence Mine State Historical Park. Henry, Joseph and I all climbed way up past where we were supposed to be. I was terrified we were going to get eaten by a bear, stomped by a moose, or shot by someone. Luckily we made it out alive and when we got to the bottom my exact words were- "I felt like we were just hobbits." I guess it's something about running around on rolling hills on Mountains in danger that made me feel like Frodo and Pippin.
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| Independence Mine State Historical Park |
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| An Old engine |
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| Old mining community |
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| View from above |
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| Mining railroad |
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| Cuties |
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| Hobbits |
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