The next day, we packed up and checked out. Sheila dropped me off at my campsite at Savage River, and then drove to Anchorage, and eventually headed home.
I spent three days camping in Denali. Although I had a good time, I did a bunch of things wrong (granted, some of the issues were with the Park Service bus system.) Because of the campground I was in, I had to decide before I started camping each day’s destination and time I would board the shuttles. I made the mistake of choosing destinations that were deep in the park, so I still spent a lot of time on the buses. But, since the tickets were non-refundable, I stubbornly spent more time riding, and less time hiking, than I had planned.
The first day, however, I walked the other side of the Alpine Trail that we had walked the day before.
The first day of camping, I took the bus to the Eielson visitors center.
Final day I took the bus out to Wonder Lake, and did a short hike.
The next day, I packed up my stuff, caught the shuttle to the visitor’s center, and caught the train to Fairbanks. I had a delightful time chatting with two women who had flown in from Birmingham for the weekend. One was married to an airline pilot, so they could fly for free whenever there was a free seat. She said she once flew first class to Switzerland, then turned around and flew home without leaving the airport.