The drive down the Dalton was gorgeous

 Heading toward Atigun pass, the day was so windless that the roadside ponds mirrored the mountains.

And we drove into a land of trees and springtime.

Now I'm in Fairbanks, soon to head to the airport to continue the trip south. So that's all from me, from Alaska, for now.

I'll be back "here" (blog-land) soon, coming to you from northerly climes in another part of the world. COVID-and-all-else willing, see you in the second half of this month...in Scandinavia!