{"id":21898,"date":"2019-05-27T08:10:33","date_gmt":"2019-05-27T14:10:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/?p=21898"},"modified":"2019-05-31T09:20:01","modified_gmt":"2019-05-31T15:20:01","slug":"mount-fairplay-near-chicken-alaska-8-25-18","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/?p=21898","title":{"rendered":"Mount Fairplay near Chicken, Alaska (8-25-18)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Day 22 of Lupe’s 2018 Dingo Vacation to the Yukon, Northwest Territories & Alaska!<\/em><\/p>\n

9:11 AM, 38\u00b0F<\/em> – Fog and light mist!\u00a0 So, what else was new?\u00a0 The Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood was leaving the Yukon, and heading for Alaska!\u00a0 The border was only a couple of km W, and ought to be open by now.\u00a0 A vehicle heading E on the Top of the World Highway confirmed it.\u00a0 Someone had made it through.\u00a0 Onward!<\/p>\n

9:52 AM, 39\u00b0F<\/em> – Lupe had made it into Alaska!\u00a0 She’d breezed right on through customs, but hadn’t gone much farther.\u00a0 The plan was to keep doing domes today.\u00a0 In this weather, Loop seemed destined to continue yesterday’s foggy, soggy doggie escapades along the Top of the World Highway.\u00a0 The G6 was parked only a short distance NE of Davis Dome (4,124 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>, a mere mile or two W of customs.<\/p>\n

However, the doing domes plan was off to a poor start.\u00a0 Davis Dome ought to have been an easy climb.\u00a0 The summit was only 0.25 mile away, and something like 300 feet higher, a situation similar to the one at Swede Dome<\/span><\/a> (4,150 ft.)<\/span><\/strong> yesterday, but no sooner had Lupe reached the pullout near Davis Dome than the light mist turned to constant rain.\u00a0 The fog was so thick, not even the closest part of Davis Dome was in sight.<\/p>\n

Mist was one thing, rain and dense fog was another.\u00a0 No sense in getting totally soaking wet to start off the day, just to see nothing at all.\u00a0 Lupe and SPHP waited for a while, but the rain wouldn’t quit, and Davis Dome didn’t appear.\u00a0 May as well forget it, and move on!\u00a0 However, conditions were the same when Lupe reached Jack Wade Junction S of Steele Creek Dome (4,015 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>.\u00a0 This time she didn’t wait around.<\/p>\n

12:59 PM, 45\u00b0F<\/em> – After crossing a bridge over the South Fork of the Fortymile River, SPHP turned into a rest area on the R (N) where there were a few picnic tables.\u00a0 Not foggy down here, and the rain had finally ended a couple of miles back.\u00a0 Lupe and SPHP took a short walk along the river.\u00a0 The South Fork was brown with sediment and running high.\u00a0 Hardly surprising, considering how seldom Loop had seen the sun on this Dingo Vacation.<\/p>\n

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The South Fork of the Fortymile River is 6 or 7 miles E of Chicken, Alaska.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

SPHP prepared a quick lunch at one of the picnic tables.\u00a0 Looper’s joy at being released from the G6 turned to ecstasy upon discovering a squirrel in a nearby tree.\u00a0 Lunch became a shrill, noisy event.<\/p>\n

Although doing domes had been at least a partial success yesterday, the domes had been a complete flop this morning.\u00a0 Lupe was beyond them now.\u00a0 The weather had finally improved, though.\u00a0 Loop could<\/em> go back to see if conditions had changed back at the domes, but that didn’t make much sense.\u00a0 If it was going to turn into a decent day, she had a much better option ahead.\u00a0 Chicken, Alaska was only 6 or 7 miles farther, and 34 miles S of Chicken a fabulous peak was right along the highway.<\/p>\n

Lupe and SPHP had discovered Mount Fairplay<\/span><\/a> (5,541 ft.)<\/span><\/strong> entirely by accident while coming the opposite direction in 2017.\u00a0 First seen from afar, Mount Fairplay looked like merely a barren hill, but a very high one sitting off by itself in grand isolation.\u00a0 Unaware of its existence prior to catching sight of it, SPHP had been instantly impressed.\u00a0 Lupe could climb that!\u00a0 And the American Dingo had, too, when it turned out that the Taylor Highway (Hwy 5) went right by it.<\/p>\n

With over 3,000 feet of prominence, Mount Fairplay is the dominant high point of a large region.\u00a0 The climb from a highway pullout W of the summit involves a tad more than 2,000 feet of elevation gain.\u00a0 No trail, but the trek isn’t particularly difficult, not even much of a scramble.\u00a0 Lupe had such a good time last year, and the whole experience had been so magnificent, that a return to Mount Fairplay was high on the wish list for this Dingo Vacation.<\/p>\n

1:41 PM, 50\u00b0F, Chicken, Alaska<\/em> – Loop had been reluctant to leave the wonderful squirrel back at the South Fork of the Fortymile River, but SPHP had left her little choice.\u00a0 The promised chickens at Chicken, Alaska were big and colorful enough, but in the Carolina Dog’s opinion completely lacking in the feisty pizazz that the squirrel had exhibited.<\/p>\n

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Chicken, Alaska at MP 66.9 of the Taylor Highway, is about the only place to get fuel or supplies between the Alaska Highway SE of Tok, Alaska and Dawson City in the Yukon.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Chickens are fine, I suppose, but I’d rather be at Squirrel, Alaska.<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The sky was still overcast.\u00a0 The ground was wet here, indicating it had rained recently (of course), sadly dampening SPHP’s expectations for Mount Fairplay.\u00a0 Nevertheless, after checking out the chickens, Lupe hit the road again.<\/p>\n

2:40 PM, 46\u00b0F<\/em> – Fantastic!\u00a0 Not a drop of rain on the way from Chicken to the pullout just S of MP 33 along the Taylor Highway.\u00a0 In fact, although the summit of Mount Fairplay<\/span><\/a> (5,541 ft.)<\/span><\/strong> was in the clouds as Lupe set out, a fair amount of blue sky elsewhere was quite encouraging.<\/p>\n

The first task was to get through a large zone of tall bushes on the slope immediately E of the highway.\u00a0 Lupe had a great time exploring, while SPHP thrashed around looking for the easiest route up onto a broad, open ridge above.<\/p>\n

The bushes were wet.\u00a0 So were Loop and SPHP by the time open terrain was reached.\u00a0 At least there was some sunshine to help dry off a bit.<\/p>\n

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On the ridge above the bushes. Thoroughly soaked, but in sunshine and high spirits!<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Approaching the tundra-covered part of the ridge. Mount Fairplay<\/strong> (L) in the clouds. Photo looks SE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Once up on the open terrain, Lupe turned SE following the broad ridge higher.\u00a0 This ridge is the longest part of the journey up Mount Fairplay.\u00a0 At first, spongy tundra, low bushes, and scattered rocks predominated.\u00a0 Lupe already had some great views, but was having way to much fun roaming and sniffing to pay them any attention.<\/p>\n

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On the way up the lower portion of the broad ridge. Lupe would head toward the L side of the high saddle beyond her. The summit of Mount Fairplay (Center) is nearly out of the clouds now. Photo looks SE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Above the bushes with beautiful views. Photo looks S.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

For a while, the summit of Mount Fairplay basked in sunshine.\u00a0 Lupe made steady progress up the long slope, which slowly steepened.\u00a0 The tundra was gorgeous and optimism prevailed.<\/p>\n

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For a while, Mount Fairplay<\/strong> basked in sunshine. Photo looks SE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

As Lupe gained elevation, she started coming to channels full of dark rocks encrusted with pale green lichens.\u00a0 The rocks were a jumble, but at times SPHP could make better progress on the rocks than trying to deal with the soft tundra.<\/p>\n

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Channels of dark rocks appeared with increasing frequency. Photo looks SSE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The tundra was somewhat boggy the entire way up the long slope.\u00a0 Near the start of the steeper climb up to the saddle S of the summit, the tundra actually became wetter.\u00a0 Streams trickled among the vegetation.\u00a0 Lupe came to holes full of water.\u00a0 Choosing routes carefully, SPHP tried to avoid the wettest areas.<\/p>\n

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Getting close to the start of the steeper climb. Photo looks ENE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Loop in one of many waterholes hidden in the tundra.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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After traveling the long slope, the next phase of the journey was an ascent of the saddle ridge beyond Lupe. Photo looks E.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Once Lupe reached the rocks at the base of the huge saddle ridge, she was beyond all the wetlands.\u00a0 The climb became considerably steeper now.\u00a0 The Carolina Dog scrambled up rock-strewn slopes.\u00a0 She followed lanes of vegetation.\u00a0 The higher she went, the sparser and drabber the vegetation became, but the tundra never disappeared entirely.<\/p>\n

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Hey look, SPHP! We’re almost to the saddle already. ….. Uh, not really, Looper. It’s a false summit. Still a long way to go yet!<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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The views kept improving. Photo looks SW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Beauty underpaw.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Higher up, it was a much rockier world. The tundra became drier, drabber, and sparse. Photo looks NE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The saddle S of the summit was another broad ridge, mostly rocky and fairly flat.\u00a0 At the S end sat a prominent rock formation.\u00a0 Lupe turned N toward the summit.\u00a0 The final climb was no more difficult than getting up onto the saddle had been.\u00a0 Soon Lupe was nearing the same towers she had seen on Mount Fairplay in 2017.<\/p>\n

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Mount Fairplay’s S ridge<\/strong>. This is the saddle that Lupe had been climbing toward. Photo looks SSW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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On the final ascent. Photo looks N.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Almost there! Photo looks NNW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

To SPHP, it seemed sort of incredible that Lupe had actually returned to the summit of Mount Fairplay<\/span><\/a> (5,541 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>, yet here she was again!\u00a0 The mountain had become an old friend.\u00a0 The summit was just as it had been a year ago, an oblong shaped area covered with dark rock, towers, and associated equipment.<\/p>\n

At first, it was often sunny, but chilly, with a W wind driving clouds and showers this way.\u00a0 SPHP layered up, and even put on gloves.\u00a0 Ignoring the approaching clouds for the time being, Lupe and SPHP took a tour of the summit area.\u00a0 The entire summit was several hundred feet long, and no more than half as wide.<\/p>\n

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Loop at the S end of the summit area, but E of where she’d come up. Photo looks S.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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On the highest rocks, which were toward the S end. Photo looks NNW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Most of the S half of the summit. Photo looks S.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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At the N edge. Photo looks NNE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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This survey benchmark is toward the N end of the summit area. SPHP hadn’t even known the name of the mountain until Lupe came across this benchmark during her first ascent in 2017.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Looking ENE with help from the telephoto lens, A bit of rainbow is on the R.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Sniffing along the SE edge. Photo looks SSW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

SPHP was amazed again by these fabulous views, yet increasingly leery of a line of showers still approaching from the W.\u00a0 Blue sky could always be seen, but sunshine disappeared.\u00a0 Mount Fairplay was in shadow, as a parade of large clouds began sailing overhead.<\/p>\n

Meanwhile, having completed her tour of the summit area, Lupe was sniffing her way back toward the shed and towers near the S end, when an electrifying, unmistakable sound reached her big soft Dingo ears.<\/p>\n

A squirrel!<\/em><\/p>\n

What?\u00a0 Unbelievable!\u00a0 Not a tree within a mile in any direction.\u00a0 What on earth would a squirrel be doing way up here?<\/p>\n

Perhaps it was a peakbagging squirrel?\u00a0 It was certainly a great climber, but then again, most squirrels are.\u00a0 Furthermore, this particular squirrel had tremendous incentive.\u00a0 Lupe was off like a shot after it, but the squirrel, which never should have broken radio silence, raced to the safety of the top of a skinny pole, and refused to budge from then on.<\/p>\n

Lupe was beside herself, first with joy, then with frustration.\u00a0 She sniffed all around a metal shed and nearby towers.\u00a0 Where on earth had that squirrel disappeared to?\u00a0 The squirrel couldn’t keep a secret, and soon gave its position away.<\/p>\n

Aha!\u00a0 Way up there, aye?<\/em><\/p>\n

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Searching for the Mount Fairplay peakbagging squirrel. It’s at the top of the tall pole (Center) near Lupe. Photo looks S.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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A squirrel on Mount Fairplay? Why? How? Maybe it was nuts, instead of looking for them? Wasn’t crazy enough to come down, though.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The rest of her nearly hour long stay on Mount Fairplay, Lupe remained entranced by and preoccupied with that dang squirrel.\u00a0 The Carolina Dog was still willing to pose for a photo or two, but once they were taken, she invariably went immediately back to trying to solve the problem of how to get at the squirrel.<\/p>\n

Time and again, Lupe circled the pole, all the nearby towers, and sniffed around the shed.\u00a0 She attacked a step ladder leaning against the shed, to no effect.\u00a0 That squirrel at least had sense enough to stay put.\u00a0 It wasn’t going anywhere.\u00a0 Fine!\u00a0 Lupe eventually laid down to wait it out.<\/p>\n

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I see you now! I know you’re up there! Why don’t you come down? We can play a game! How about a round of Predator & Prey<\/strong>?<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Oh, fun! Kinda busy right now, though. I have other plans. Go ahead and start without me.<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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No worries! I’ll wait! Come down as soon as you can.<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

When rain showers appeared imminent, SPHP grabbed Lupe and hid with her on the downwind E side of the metal shed.\u00a0 No need to.\u00a0 The showers hit, but rain didn’t.\u00a0 Snow!\u00a0 Heh.\u00a0 Snow wasn’t a problem, not enough of it to matter.\u00a0 The clouds passed, and the snow ended.<\/p>\n

Lupe went back to squirrel duty.\u00a0 SPHP wandered the summit of Mount Fairplay gazing out on the incredible Alaskan scenery.\u00a0 Mountains were in all directions, but for a very long way, none were as high as Mount Fairplay.\u00a0 All the rolling hills nearby were much lower.<\/p>\n

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Looking down Mount Fairplay’s S ridge<\/strong>. Photo looks SW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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View to the SE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Loopster gets back into the picture, while still keeping a watchful eye on the squirrel. Photo looks SSW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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The view to the W. Lupe had come up the long golden slope in sunlight from R to L. The G6 is parked at a pullout (not visible) along the Taylor Highway toward the R.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Looking NW toward distant peaks.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Same view with lots of help from the telephoto lens.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

An endless stream of clouds sailed overhead.\u00a0 A few were dark enough to look a bit ominous, but nothing ever happened except brief peltings by tiny snow granules.\u00a0 Lupe kept up her squirrel vigilance.\u00a0 The hills in all directions had a mottled appearance, partly in sunshine and partly in shadow, but Mount Fairplay remained dark and cold.<\/p>\n

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Another dark cloud sails overhead. Photo looks SW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Looper hadn’t even started out for Mount Fairplay until mid-afternoon.\u00a0 After a glorious hour, it was time to press on.\u00a0 The American Dingo was reluctant to leave, chagrined that the squirrel had not come down from its spectacular perch to play.<\/p>\n

However, if the squirrel wasn’t interested in a game of Predator & Prey, there were other fun things to do.\u00a0 In 2017, Lupe had not visited the big rock formation at the S end of the saddle S of Mount Fairplay, even though it had been tempting to go check it out.\u00a0 This time around, SPHP was determined that Loop was going to get a chance to explore it.<\/p>\n

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Approaching the first big rock formation on Mount Fairplay’s S ridge. Photo looks SSW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Scrambling up was trickier than it looked.\u00a0 Lupe got close to the top of the rock formation, and might have been able to reach it, but settled for a bit less.\u00a0 She already had a nice view over the length of the big saddle back to the summit of Mount Fairplay<\/span><\/a> (5,541 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>, and there was plenty more intriguing territory to explore farther S.<\/p>\n

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Mount Fairplay<\/strong> from the S.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Lots more fun territory to explore. Photo looks SSW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The S ridge was rocky and rough.\u00a0 Loop abandoned the ridgeline bound for easier terrain below.\u00a0 Perhaps upset at having been led away from not one, but two, perfectly good squirrels today, the were-puppy made an appearance.\u00a0 The were-puppy first attacked SPHP, then delivered a stern lecture.<\/p>\n

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I’d already found a squirrel up on Mount Fairplay! Why did we have to come down here?<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Lupe soon forgave SPHP, though, as she entered a golden land.\u00a0 With no goals or objectives to pursue other than to enjoy a magical evening in the trackless Alaskan wilderness, Lupe and SPHP simply wandered.<\/p>\n

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In a golden land.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Looking back along the S ridge. The rock formation Lupe had climbed nearly to the top of is on the L. Photo looks NE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Wandering.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Another look back. Mount Fairplay’s summit (L of Center) is the high point below the small cloud. Photo looks NNE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The evening was magical!\u00a0 The Carolina Dog roamed free, far and wide.\u00a0 Lupe went a long way SW before SPHP realized it was time to start N in hopes of finding a way back down to the Taylor Highway not too far from the G6.<\/p>\n

At one point Lupe came to a column of rock on the edge of a ridge.\u00a0 The skies had been clearing, and the evening had turned mostly sunny, but an impressive cloud still hung over Mount Fairplay as Lupe stood poised on the column.<\/p>\n

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Mount Fairplay<\/strong> (L) momentarily plagued by yet another dark cloud. Photo looks NE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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You know, SPHP, there’s a squirrel up there. If we had only waited, I bet it would have come down by now.<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Though still August, this far N it was early autumn.\u00a0 As the sun slid ever closer to the far horizon, its slanting rays set aglow the blazing colors of the tundra.\u00a0 For a while Lupe and SPHP stopped to rest on a hillside, and ponder the sublime beauty of this precious world.<\/p>\n

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A magical evening on the W slopes of Mount Fairplay. Photo looks NW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Loopster in evening sunlight.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

During the rest of the gorgeous trek back, the clouds all disappeared.\u00a0 Perhaps this magical evening was about to be followed by a magical night?<\/p>\n

In the entire 3 weeks since the American Dingo had left Montana, Lupe hadn’t seen a single star.\u00a0 A year ago in early September, an orange moon had risen over Mount Fairplay in the wee hours of the morning, and for the very first time, Lupe had seen the Northern Lights.<\/p>\n

Wouldn’t it be a treat, if she was in for a repeat performance tonight?\u00a0 (9:38 PM)<\/em><\/p>\n

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Returning from Mount Fairplay, Alaska 8-25-18<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

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Day 22 of Lupe’s 2018 Dingo Vacation to the Yukon, Northwest Territories & Alaska! 9:11 AM, 38\u00b0F – Fog and light mist!\u00a0 So, what else was new?\u00a0 The Most High Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood was leaving the Yukon, and heading for Alaska!\u00a0 The border was only a couple of km W, and ought … Continue reading Mount Fairplay near Chicken, Alaska (8-25-18)<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":21864,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[997],"tags":[704,105,106,962,26,104,959,11,960],"class_list":["post-21898","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-2018-yukon-northwest-territiories-alaska","tag-alaska","tag-american-dingo","tag-carolina-dog","tag-chicken","tag-dingo-vacations","tag-lupe","tag-mount-fairplay","tag-peakbagging","tag-taylor-highway"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/adventuresoflupe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/IMG_1262.jpg?fit=1651%2C1238&ssl=1","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21898","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=21898"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21898\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":23596,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21898\/revisions\/23596"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/21864"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=21898"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=21898"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=21898"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}