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!