Wistful

It's the official first day of spring and I'm finding myself wistful for snow. Oh, there's still plenty of snow around Fairbanks. We've been having day-time temperatures in the 30's fairly regularly now but nothing has melted. Folk tell me that from here on out it'll keep getting warmer. Undoubtedly there will be one more snowfall, just to make people crabby, and then it'll be full on melt.

Recycling

Fairbanks doesn't have a city-wide recycling program. Apparently garbage pick up is free here so there's not a lot of incentive for people to cut back on trash. I looked into taking my recycling to one of the local recycling centers but no one place accepts everything. One place takes glass and aluminum (but not tin cans); and another place accepts mixed paper only. I would have ended up driving to at least two, if not three places in order to reduce and reuse. What's a California girl to do?

Weekend Recap

-- Took photo documentation of Denali only to find out it isn't Denali. Curses!

Neither of these peaks is Denali.

-- Checked out walking trails at UAF campus only to discover that I have no idea how to dress for hiking in -1 weather. My ass was frozen.

View from UAF

-- Was told the Northern Lights were out so I dashed outside in my long underwear, boots and jacket faster than you can say "Maker's Mark" where I stood for 10 minutes, waiting. Oh, the ecstasy of sweet anticipation! Only to then hear that, right, can't see them in Fairbanks tonight due to the fog. You could only see them from the town of North Pole. It was -10.