I drove about 28 miles or so up the Elliot Hwy today – the southern part of the road that’s locally known as the Haul Road that supplies the Prudhoe Bay oilfields.
There were so many places where I would come around a turn and would be confronted by a golden hill that made me say “Wow” to myself. The pictures can’t really capture the experience of simply *everything* that isn’t a spruce tree being this bright vivid gold.
I like how you can see the rippling of the frost heaves in the road in this one. Behold the interior Alaska driving experience!
In non-highway experiences, the woodland trails around our 11-acre property have a fall magic all their own.
My somewhat minimalist fall table setting display … fake leaves and real gourds.