Alaska Day 12: McCarthy to Valdez
It may be – to borrow the words of Basil Fawlty – a case of “stating the bleedin’ obvious” but it’s amazing what a difference a good night’s sleep, a…
Alaska Day 11: McCarthy and the Kennecott Mine
The day begins badly – a storm blew through town in the early hours, rattling shutters and sending stuff crashing so we’ve had little sleep – and it’s about to…