Today Mark and I decided to drive up to Chicken.  The story about this town was that the early miners were trying to think of a name for the town and they decided to name it after the ptarmigans which are Alaska’s state bird and are reportedly so stupid that they’re easy to catch and kill for food.  Only the miners didn’t know how to spell ptarmigan, so since they sometimes called them Alaskan chickens, they named the town Chicken. Continue reading →