Photo Diary: Dreamy Alaska

None of the pictures in this photo diary can’t do justice to how beautiful and dreamy Alaska is. But still, I’ll do my best to show the best of the Last Frontier.

Is it even possible to fall in love with something just by looking at series of photos? I’m certain, it is. This is how I came to know more and became fond of dreamy Alaska. My obsession started from a couple of the photos of Alaska in geography textbook and got stronger after reading Love of Life by Jack London. A few weeks after that first story, the whole collection of novels (all about dreamy Alaska) by this amazing author, devoured within probably two weeks, opened a new, harsh, but such alluring world of the 49th state of the U.S. At that time I stared frequenting my local library in search of the books full of photos of my dreamy Alaska.

When everybody wanted to go to Fiji or Hawaii, I dreamed only about Alaska and its picture-perfect landscapes and snowy mountains. My imagination took me to state’s small towns where everybody knew each other. I could see myself sliding on runners pulled by strong huskies. These photos of dreamy Alaska were way too beautiful to resist.

A few mouths ago, I finally visited Alaska and, being me, took thousand of the photos of this dreamy place. My visit happened almost spontaneously. Long Labor Day weekend was almost at hand. I had two options: to spend it in Vancouver, BC, or finally fulfill my dream and explore the largest state of the U.S. Alaska won.

Meet Alaska

Two weeks later, sitting in the back of airplane flying to Alaska seemed unreal. My husband and I couldn’t believe what was happening. In less than five hours we met this dreamy northern state. Did we have expectations? Yes and no. I think at that time, both of us were so excited, to the point that it felt that even slight disappointment could ruin the whole experience. So, we tried to take it easy and keep all assumptions and wishes at the back of our minds without letting them influence us beforehand.

But all these efforts were in vain. Not because we failed miserably, but because dreamy, photogenic Alaska surpassed all our expectations. Free, big, pristine, gorgeous, mesmerizing, alluring… The words simply poured out of my mouth the moment I saw the place of my childhood fantasies outside of Ted Stevens International Airport. Endless mountains with their peaks reluctantly finding refuge in tick clouds above, never-melting ice covers atop these massive formations, roadside lakes with crystal clear water – I was in love.

Almost 2,000 photos from that trip are just a tiny proof of my absolute obsession with Alaska, this gorgeous, dreamy state. One picture though is still missing here, a photo of me sliding those runners with a group of frisky huskies at the head. One day this will happen as well. As for now, I invite you to explore dreamy Alaska via this photo diary.