We planned a
break along our drive from Tok to Fairbanks in North Pole, Alaska. Desmond was
quite excited about this stop and for the last few days kept asking, “Is this
the workshop?” every time we stopped. Mom was worried he’d be disappointed when
we got there because we weren’t exactly sure what he was expecting. Plus, it
was about 70 degrees out, so not the winter wonderland we all imagine the North
Pole to be.
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Magical North Pole, AK |


Our stop
consisted of visiting the Christmas gift shop and talking to Santa. Desi had
been telling us he planned to thank Santa for fixing “Big Clock” this past
Christmas (his favorite clock, which had not been working was magically
repaired on Christmas morning). He ran up to Santa and thanked him and Santa
was a bit confused and had a hard time understanding what Desmond was saying as
he plopped Big Clock down in front of him. He wasn’t interested in taking
photos with Santa and just wanted to run around the store and see how many
clocks he could find among the souvenirs. Trudy was very agreeable to sitting
on Santa’s lap, however, and I think Santa enjoyed her company.
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D thanking Santa for fixing his clock. |
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Trudy enjoying Santa's company |
After I had
picked up a few ornaments to take home, we headed outside to visit the
reindeer. We were disappointed to see they were way back inside a pen and not
accessible. However, my mom, who is very outgoing, had no problem asking if we
were allowed in (since there were already a few people in there with the
animals). The caretaker said yes, we could, for a small donation. So Mom gave
her a few dollars and she, Desmond, and I went inside. The reindeer had collars
with their names (Vixen, Prancer, etc. were all represented) and they were
pretty docile and friendly. I enjoyed petting their antlers, which were
surprisingly soft due to the velvet they were covered in. Desi scratched their
heads. We asked a few questions and were on our way. I think visiting the
reindeer made it a bit more worth the stop, especially for Desmond.
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Petting the reindeer |
We reached
Fairbanks and had a few hours before dinner, so we secured a site at River’s
Edge RV Park and drove a short distance to Pioneer Park. According to The Milepost, the mile-by-mile book that
details what is located at each point in the journey, Pioneer Park is a great
place for kids. Dad remembered going there on a previous trip to Fairbanks and
was lukewarm about going. However, he didn’t have any other suggestions, and I
wanted to pick a place Desmond would like, so we went. It would remind a person of Greenfield Village (Michigan) or Carillon Park (Dayton): a hodgepodge of old
buildings relocated in a central place that help tell the story of Fairbanks'
and Alaska’s history. They had an old paddle boat, many log cabins, and a few
other buildings, as well as a really great playground, a train, and a beer
garden with a restaurant.
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Playground at Pioneer Park |
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Testing the old machinery at Pioneer Park. I didn't believe we'd actually be in shorts in Alaska. |
Desmond
enjoyed looking at and playing with all the old gears and artifacts as well as
playing on the playground. I enjoyed popping into the various buildings in
order to learn a little about Fairbanks. I noticed there were a lot of log
cabins; when I think of log cabins I think of them being built in the 17
to1800s. However, since Alaska was settled much later, many of them dated from
the 1920s-1940s, totally different from the architecture I’m used to seeing
from the 20s to 40s. I just don’t think about people living that lifestyle so
recently.
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Alaskan Amber at River's Edge. Take that, Corona! |
Since we ended
up leaving Pioneer Park sort of late, we picked up some KFC for dinner and ate
it at the RV park. The location was really nice, right along a river, as the
name suggests. We took our dinner to a picnic table along the river and enjoyed
some beautiful Alaska sunshine while we ate. Mom and I walked to the grocery
store to pick up some necessities with Trudy and planned to have a beer along
the river while Tommy put Desmond to bed, but in the end, Tommy met me by the
river and we chatted while enjoying an Alaskan Amber.
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