After being forced to make the "once in a lifetime" drive from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania to Fairbanks, Alaska, it was absolutely blissful to be able to make the trip the _ONLY_ sensible way--FLY.  :)

   I missed watching the sun rise (at 11:42 A.M. :P ) at the airport, but I did get some really cool shots of the deep winter's light over the Alaskan Range.   The light in the artic in wintertime is really a very strange thing to experience---one gets as much light from the blue sky above--as the feeble red sun _scraping_ along the southern horizon.  The effect can be quite poignant.

Fly birdie--be free.