{"id":21990,"date":"2019-05-31T08:10:21","date_gmt":"2019-05-31T14:10:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/?p=21990"},"modified":"2019-06-04T08:26:46","modified_gmt":"2019-06-04T14:26:46","slug":"hope-point-kenai-mountains-alaska-8-27-18","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/adventuresoflupe.com\/?p=21990","title":{"rendered":"Hope Point, Kenai Mountains, Alaska (8-27-18)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Days 23 & 24 of Lupe’s 2018 Dingo Vacation to the Yukon, Northwest Territories & Alaska!<\/em><\/p>\n

8-26-18, the wee hours, near MP 33 of the Taylor Highway<\/em> – For the first time in weeks, Lupe saw stars.\u00a0 Though it was a clear night, she didn’t see as many as might be expected.\u00a0 A brilliant full moon lit the sky enough so only the brightest stars could compete.\u00a0 Nearly a year ago at this same pullout W of Mount Fairplay<\/span><\/a> (5,541 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>, Lupe had seen the Northern Lights for the first time ever.\u00a0 She was being treated to another display of the ghostly phenomena again tonight.<\/p>\n

8-26-18, 6:20 AM, 40\u00b0F<\/em> – Still a dozen miles from the Alaska Highway, SPHP parked the G6 at a pullout on a hill.\u00a0 This was the place Lupe had first seen Mount Fairplay from back in 2017.\u00a0 The next day she had climbed the mountain, returning only yesterday for a second ascent.\u00a0 Such a fabulous peak!\u00a0 Loop wouldn’t see Mount Fairplay again, at least not on this Dingo Vacation, so it was worth a quick stop for a final look.<\/p>\n

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Loop in the early morning sunlight with Mount Fairplay<\/strong> (Center) in the distance. Photo looks NNE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

8-26-18, 9:43 AM, 43\u00b0F, Tok Cutoff at the Copper River overlook<\/em> – Cheerful morning sunshine had quickly given way to the usual dreary overcast.\u00a0 Lupe was on the road W.\u00a0 Since bidding farewell to Mount Fairplay, she’d seen some impressive snowy mountains, but was now ready for a break from the G6.\u00a0 SPHP parked at a scenic lookout near the Copper River not far from the W end of the Tok Cutoff.<\/p>\n

The Copper River was running much higher than when Lupe had seen it in 2016 and 2017.<\/p>\n

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Snow-capped peaks seen from the Tok Cutoff on the way W.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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The Copper River<\/strong>. This viewpoint along the Tok Cutoff is only a mile or two W of Gakona Junction.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Looking downstream.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

8-26-18, 11:16 AM, 44\u00b0F<\/em> – Continuing W on the Glen Highway, light rain was falling when SPHP caught sight of a lone peak seemingly floating above the clouds.\u00a0 Stopping for a photo, SPHP suddenly realized Lupe had been up there!\u00a0 That was Gunsight Mountain<\/span><\/a> (6,441 ft.)<\/span><\/strong> where she had met her friend Australian adventurer Luke Hall two years ago.<\/p>\n

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Gunsight Mountain<\/strong> from the Glenn Highway. Photo looks SW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Lupe had been up on Gunsight Mountain<\/strong> in 2016! Sadly, it wasn’t looking like a good day for a repeat performance.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The farther W SPHP drove, the more the weather deteriorated.\u00a0 Lupe ended up stuck in the G6 in Palmer and Wasilla, where it rained the rest of the day.\u00a0 SPHP stayed busy with adventures in laundry, supplies, and at the car wash.\u00a0 Maybe Lupe needed a day off, anyway?\u00a0 She hardly ate or drank, content simply resting on her pile of pillows and blankets.<\/p>\n

8-27-18, 7:13 AM, 53\u00b0F, Seward Highway near Girdwood<\/em> – The new day was off to a hopeful start, entirely appropriate since Lupe was on her way to the Kenai Peninsula to take the trail to Hope Point<\/span><\/a> (3,708 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>.\u00a0 Not only was it not raining, but skies were clearing over the Turnagain Arm!\u00a0 If this trend held, surely the American Dingo was destined for some fantastic views of the Turnagain Arm from lofty Hope Point.<\/p>\n

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Checking out the beautiful Turnagain Arm<\/strong> from a pullout along the Seward Highway. The new day was looking, yes – hopeful! Photo looks SE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

8-27-18, 8:55 AM, 52\u00b0F, Gull Rock & Hope Point trailhead<\/em> – No one else was around when the Carolina Dog arrived at the Hope Point trailhead.\u00a0 Probably for the best.\u00a0 Turned out someone was feeling more nauseated than hopeful.\u00a0 Within minutes of arriving, Lupe threw up a thoroughly disgusting, mucousy green slime while sniffing among the bushes.<\/p>\n

Guess that explained her lack of appetite.\u00a0 Lupe looked guilty, but hadn’t done anything wrong.\u00a0 SPHP encouraged her, and she soon perked up.\u00a0 Getting rid of that awful load would have made anyone feel better.<\/p>\n

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Feeling perkier again at the Hope Point trailhead on the Kenai Peninsula.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Prior to arrival, SPHP had been under the impression that the Hope Point trail went all the way to the summit.\u00a0 However, information posted at the trailhead said that the maintained trail ended at a cairn 3.2 miles from a junction with the Gull Rock trail.\u00a0 And then what?<\/p>\n

Some scrambling is required beyond the rock cairn to reach the summit of Hope Point.<\/em><\/p>\n

Hmm.\u00a0 No mention of how difficult that scrambling might be.\u00a0 A map showed the trail ending 1,300 feet lower than the summit, not exactly a trivial amount.<\/p>\n

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Hope Point trail information.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Map posted at the trailhead.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Fortunately, the Most Queasy Exalted Dingo of the Arctic Sisterhood seemed sufficiently recovered to take on the Hope Point trail.\u00a0 As soon as SPHP was ready, she set off exhibiting her usual enthusiasm.<\/p>\n

The trail immediately entered a primeval forest.\u00a0 Tall trees towered over a lush undergrowth of ferns, devil’s club<\/strong><\/span><\/a>, and plants with enormous green leaves.\u00a0 Lupe crossed a bridge over a small rushing creek and was underway.<\/p>\n

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By the bridge over the small creek close to the start of the trail.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Try to stay alert, SPHP! We’re apt to run into bears or dinosaurs in a place like this!<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

After crossing the creek, the trail wound around in the spooky forest.\u00a0 Lupe soon came to the fork where the Gull Rock and Hope Point trails part ways.<\/p>\n

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At the junction where the Hope Point and Gull Rock trails divide. This junction wasn’t far from the trailhead. 7 minutes? Something like that.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The Hope Point trail was in great shape.\u00a0 It switchbacked at an easy pace up a mountainside, gradually working its way W, then NW, up the valley the creek came down.\u00a0 The trail was soon so high above the creek that the stream could no longer be seen or even heard.\u00a0 Lush, wet vegetation overhung the trail in places.\u00a0 Although it wasn’t raining at the moment, staying dry was a lost cause.<\/p>\n

The primeval forest was left behind almost right away as the ferns and devil’s club disappeared, but for a long way the trail remained in a densely forested zone.<\/p>\n

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Although it wasn’t raining at the moment, Lupe was soon soaking wet from the lush, wet vegetation overhanging the trail.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Above the ferns and devil’s club, the trail remained in heavily forested territory for a long way.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

When Lupe got high enough, she finally started coming to little clearings where she had some views.\u00a0 The first views were of the surrounding mountains farther up the valley.<\/p>\n

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Miss Enormous Pink Tongue reaches one of the first clearings. Photo looks SW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Other than this ptarmigan, Lupe met no one else at all on the Hope Point trail.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Mountains on the opposite side of the valley. Photo looks W.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Another look with help from the telephoto lens.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

After a long switchback to the NW, the trail finally turned E traversing a steep grassy slope.\u00a0 The views were really beginning to open up.\u00a0 Lupe could see the village of Hope to the SE at the lower end of a long canyon.\u00a0 The Turnagain Arm soon came into sight, too.<\/p>\n

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The views opened up as the trail traversed a steep grassy slope. The village of Hope is down among the trees on the L. Photo looks SE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Looking back along the grassy slope. The trail was nearly level here. Photo looks NW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Now we’re getting somewhere! Look at that, SPHP! The beautiful Turnagain Arm<\/strong>. But what happened to our blue skies?<\/em> Photo looks E.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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The village of Hope<\/strong> (R) and Turnagain Arm<\/strong> (L). Photo looks SE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Shortly after the Turnagain Arm appeared, the trail turned sharply NW.\u00a0 Instead of being on a hillside, Lupe was now climbing more steeply up a partially forested ridge.\u00a0 Views were often hidden by bushes and stunted trees.\u00a0 After less than 10 minutes following the ridgeline, the trail leveled out at a spot where there was a big cairn.<\/p>\n

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After a 9 minute climb NW along a ridgeline, Lupe reaches a large cairn. Hope Point<\/strong> (Center) is somewhere up in the clouds beyond Lupe. Photo looks WNW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Was this the end of the of the maintained trail?\u00a0 Hope Point, or what could be seen of it beneath the cloud cover, still looked a long way up.\u00a0 SPHP checked a photo of the map that was posted at the trailhead.\u00a0 No, this couldn’t be the end of the maintained trail.\u00a0 Lupe hadn’t gone far enough up the ridge yet.<\/p>\n

In any case, maintained or not, the trail continued on beyond the cairn.\u00a0 The American Dingo did, too.\u00a0 The Hope Point trail kept following the ridgeline higher.\u00a0 This next section featured lots of bushes, overgrown areas where wet grass nearly as tall as SPHP overhung the trail again, and some very slick muddy spots where the trail dipped temporarily.<\/p>\n

None of it was difficult, though.\u00a0 The trail wasn’t all that steep.\u00a0 Loopster enjoyed wildflowers and occasional views along the way.<\/p>\n

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The Turnagain Arm<\/strong> from a viewpoint beyond the first cairn. Photo looks E.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Lupe was still making progress, but things weren’t looking as good as hoped for up at Hope Point. The ridge seen beyond Lupe is at 2,800 feet elevation, still 900 feet lower than the summit. Photo looks WNW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Bluebells and a bee. Or purplebells, if you’re a stickler for accuracy.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Half an hour at a steady, but leisurely pace brought Lupe to a second cairn.\u00a0 A check of the maps convinced SPHP that this actually was the end of the maintained trail.<\/p>\n

Pity those who get fooled by the first cairn, and turn back there!\u00a0 They’ve been cheated!\u00a0 The second cairn sat on a hillock on an open ridge, higher up, and with an unobstructed view of the Turnagain Arm.\u00a0 This was a far superior viewpoint.\u00a0 Off to the NW, across the Turnagain Arm, Lupe could see Anchorage.<\/p>\n

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At the second cairn marking the end of the maintained trail. Compared to the first cairn, this is a much superior viewpoint. Photo looks ESE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Looking E along the Turnagain Arm<\/strong>, where a rain shower is in progress.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Anchorage, Alaska<\/strong> (Center) sprawls over the flat ground beyond the Turnagain Arm<\/strong>. Photo looks NW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

While gazing toward Anchorage, SPHP suddenly realized that far, far away a huge white mountain was dimly visible in a gap between cloud layers.\u00a0 Like an abominable monster, Denali<\/span><\/a> (20,310 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>, the highest peak in North America, loomed menacingly over the unsuspecting city!\u00a0 Lupe could see it from here!<\/p>\n

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Denali<\/strong>, floating in a gap between cloud layers, seems to loom over E Anchorage (L) and the Knik Arm. Photo looks NNW with help from the telephoto lens.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Unfortunately, the news on the weather front was not as good as it had been earlier.\u00a0 The morning sunshine was gone.\u00a0 Quite a while ago, those blue skies had been completely overrun by gray clouds.\u00a0 Hope Point was in their grasp, too.<\/p>\n

All hope wasn’t completely lost yet, though.\u00a0 With 1,300 feet of elevation gain to go, it would take Lupe a while to get up there.\u00a0 The summit still appeared to be faintly visible, and conditions might improve.\u00a0 If Loop got lucky, maybe the cloud deck would lift enough to grant her at least a peek at the magnificent views that must be available from Hope Point on a clear day?<\/p>\n

The next part of the journey was a 400 foot climb up to a ridge at the 2,800 foot level.\u00a0 From the second cairn, a trail could be seen winding up a steep, grassy slope.\u00a0 The fact that any kind of visible trail continued on beyond this point was encouraging.\u00a0 Lupe and SPHP set out for the 2,800 foot ridge.<\/p>\n

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Beyond the second cairn, a trail winds up a grassy slope to the next ridge at the 2,800 foot level. Lupe not looking too enthused, or perhaps simply not feeling well at this point. She is still close to the second cairn here. Photo looks W.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The last little bit getting up onto the 2,800 foot ridge involved the only real scramble of the day.\u00a0 Mild and over quickly.\u00a0 Nothing to worry about.\u00a0 Lupe was up in a flash.\u00a0 The trail continued W staying on the ridge or toward the L (S) avoiding impressive drops to the R (N).<\/p>\n

The 2,800 foot ridge was rocky, and a little rough.\u00a0 At the same time, it was fairly level, and not terribly long.\u00a0 Lupe soon reached the W end.\u00a0 She was now faced with a 300 foot climb up to a saddle at 3,100 feet.\u00a0 A decent trail continued up another steep grassy slope to the saddle.<\/p>\n

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Just beyond the W end of the 2,800 foot ridge looking up at the 3,100 foot saddle. Photo looks WSW.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

By the time Lupe reached the 3,100 foot saddle, she was getting into fog.\u00a0 Not a good sign, as far as her hopes of seeing anything from up on Hope Point went.\u00a0 The unmaintained trail was still in good condition, though.\u00a0 Despite fading expectations, Lupe continued higher.<\/p>\n

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Looking back down on the 2,800 foot ridge<\/strong> (L) on the way up to the 3,100 foot saddle. The partially forested lower ridgeline (Center) Lupe had come up where both cairns had been is in view, too. Photo looks E.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Loopster at the 3,100 foot saddle<\/strong> determined to press on! Photo looks SE.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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The trail continues! It goes toward the L (SW), ultimately curling back up to the N (R) on Hope Point’s S ridge. Lupe is still at the 3,100 foot saddle<\/strong> here, about 600 feet below the summit. Photo looks W.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

From the 3,100 foot saddle, the trail went SW gaining elevation steadily at an easy pace.\u00a0 The path became narrower as it traversed slopes of scree.\u00a0 Upon reaching Hope Point’s S ridge, the trail turned N, climbing more steeply while following the ridge to the top of the mountain.<\/p>\n

Conditions weren’t terrible, but they weren’t all that great either, when Loop arrived at the summit of Hope Point<\/span><\/a> (3,708 ft.)<\/span><\/strong>.\u00a0 Foggy, raining, 45\u00b0F, with a 10-15 mph wind out of the W.\u00a0 Lupe stood in the rain atop the high point cold, wet, not feeling too well, and with little to show for her efforts despite a peakbagging success.<\/p>\n

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The Hope survey benchmark at the high point.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Lupe on Hope Point<\/strong>!<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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On the summit standing next to the Hope survey benchmark.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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The summit region.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Taking pity on Lupe, SPHP retreated to a spot with soft tundra a little down the E side of the summit ridge to get her out of the wind.\u00a0 Lupe curled up on SPHP’s lap inside the blue rain poncho.<\/p>\n

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Hiding out in the rain poncho.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

It was too little, too late.\u00a0 Loopster was already drenched.\u00a0 After trying the poncho for a few minutes, she decided she might as well get out, and endure whatever the elements threw at her.\u00a0 She curled up on the soft tundra, but that wasn’t a solution, either.\u00a0 Nothing felt good.\u00a0 Lupe sat forlornly in the cold rain looking utterly dejected and miserable.<\/p>\n

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Resting on the tundra.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Hopeless and dejected at Hope Point.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

They say that hope springs eternal.\u00a0 Not at Hope Point.\u00a0 Lupe waited, but the wind blew, the rain came down, the fog only worsened, and her faint hopes for a turn in the weather collapsed and died.<\/p>\n

May as well call it.\u00a0 Not happening, not today.\u00a0 Lupe had done all she could.\u00a0 No sense in allowing Hope Point a shot at transforming itself into Pneumonia Point.\u00a0 After 25 less than delightful minutes at the summit, the American Dingo brightened when SPHP proposed heading down.<\/p>\n

Onward!\u00a0 Puppy, ho!\u00a0 <\/em>Back down the scree slopes on the narrow trail.\u00a0 Rain and fog now extended below the 2,800 foot ridge.\u00a0 Lupe was barely out of the fog by the time she reached the second cairn at 2,400 feet again, the rain reduced to mere mist.<\/p>\n

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At the W end of the 2,800 foot ridge<\/strong> on the return. Photo looks E.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Exiting the fog on the way down to the second cairn (L). Photo looks E.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

On the open ridge close to the second cairn, Lupe stood on the edge of a silvery world.\u00a0 The tide had been going out.\u00a0 The Turnagain Arm was a combination of shallow sea and mud flats.\u00a0 Visibility was poor beneath low hanging clouds.\u00a0 Yet the monotone scene blended perfectly in silvery silence, seeming as a long forgotten, mystical land glimpsed through the haze of dim memory, not mist.<\/p>\n

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On the brink of a silvery world.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

The return trek was actually quite a lot of fun.\u00a0 Down the long, winding trail, Lupe sniffed and explored as she gradually dried out.\u00a0 Before she reached the primeval forest near the trailhead, sunshine glimmered among the trees.<\/p>\n

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A glimmer of sunshine in the dank forest.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

8-27-18, 4:26 PM, 61\u00b0F, Hope Point trailhead<\/em> – By the time Lupe was back at the G6, the camera was malfunctioning.\u00a0 Error messages and shutting itself down as soon as turned on.\u00a0 Fresh batteries didn’t help.\u00a0 Must have gotten too wet.\u00a0 A couple of hours spent trying to dry it out were to no avail.\u00a0 The camera was old, and had been having intermittent problems for over a year.\u00a0 This time it was a goner.<\/p>\n

So Lupe enjoyed an evening ride.\u00a0 The cloud cover was breaking up, as SPHP drove the Seward Highway along the Turnagain Arm back to Anchorage.\u00a0 Suddenly a fiery golden-orange sun burst through in a blaze of glory, brilliantly illuminating pink and yellow clouds reflected on the shimmering sea.\u00a0 The promised land!\u00a0 The gateway to Heaven!\u00a0 Perhaps the most glorious scene Lupe and SPHP had ever seen!<\/p>\n

A backup camera might serve, but the Seward Highway was jam-packed with traffic desperate to roar along at top speed.\u00a0 Highway construction.\u00a0 A narrow lane between endless orange cones permitted no deviation.\u00a0 No place to escape the road and park.<\/p>\n

Oh, for Lupe to have been up on Hope Point then, during the ten glorious minutes before the sun disappeared and nirvana faded to gray!\u00a0 Not to be.\u00a0 Yet hope was restored for new and sunnier adventures to come.<\/p>\n

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Hope Point<\/strong>, Kenai Mountains, Alaska 8-27-18<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Directions to the Hope Point trailhead<\/strong> – At mile 56.5, Seward Highway, turn W onto Hope Highway.\u00a0 Drive 17.8 miles, take a L 500 feet before the Porcupine Campground, drive 0.25 mile to the trailhead.<\/em><\/p>\n

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