I didn’t get a chance to write about our trip to Fairbanks yesterday.  Something really cool happened.  As we were driving on a long, lonely stretch of the highway, Mark suddenly slowed down and said, “Look!”  At the top of the incline we were climbing, right in the middle of the highway, stood a bull moose.  Spottings of males are quite rare, as I’m coming to understand.  As we slowly approached, he finally decided to turn and saunter off the highway.  What a treat!