Tag: alaska
Braided river, Denali National Park, Alaska
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Braided river, Denali National Park, Alaska, originally uploaded by blather. Braided river, Denali National Park, Alaska In the central plain, seen from Polychrome mountain. A braided river is one of a number of channel types and has a channel that consists of a network of small channels separated by small and often temporary islands called braid bars or, in British usage, aits or eyots. Braided streams occur in rivers with high slope and/or large sediment load. Braided channels are also typical of environments that dramatically decrease channel depth, and consequently channel velocity, such as river deltas, alluvial fans and peneplains.
Tolkat River, Denali National Park, Alaska
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Tolkat River, Denali National Park, Alaska, originally uploaded by blather. Tolkat River, Denali National Park, Alaska, a braided river of glacial deposits. Taken near the ranger station, having hopped off the shuttle bus.
Rednecked Grebe family – mother, father and child
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Rednecked Grebe family - mother, father and child, originally uploaded by blather - here's the flickr link. Rednecked grebe hen sitting on a nest in Potter's Marsh, outside Anchorage, Alaska, with a chick peeping out from her feathers, and her mate bringing her food. They're actually right beside the road, barely out of the suburbs, and I was standing beside my car when i took this
Harbour or Common Seals, beside Aialik Glacier, Alaska
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Harbour or Common Seals, beside Aialik Glacier, Alaska, originally uploaded by blather. Mother and pup harbor, or Common Seals, hauled up on glacial ice from Aialik Glacier, Alaska. The glacier is part of the Kenai Fjords National Park. Harbour or Common Seals, beside Aialik Glacier, Alaska, originally uploaded by blather. Mother and pup harbor, or Common Seals, hauled up on glacial ice from Aialik Glacier, Alaska. The glacier is part of the Kenai Fjords National Park.
Fog rolling over the hills, Kenai Fjords, Alaska
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Fog rolling over the hills, Kenai Fjords, Alaska, originally uploaded by blather. Fog rolling over the hills, Kenai Fjords, Alaska
Igloo City, deserted gas station, near Cantwell, Alaska
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Gas... food... lodging?, originally uploaded by blather. Click for high resolution version » Gas... food... lodging? Deserted gas station, "Igloo City" between Anchorage and Fairbanks, George Parks Highway, Alaska. I had driven through miles and miles of forest wilderness on my way to Denali, so the "Igloo" was a surprise - I ground the car to a halt in a cloud of dust, and took some pictures of this surreal structure. It's about 180 miles north of Anchorage... More about it here »
Moose, Soldotna, Alaska
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } There's a moose loose around the hoose, originally uploaded by blather. (high rez version here) There's a moose loose around the hoose Alaskan Moose, Alces alces gigas, near Soldotna Tycho Brahe (15461601), a famous physicist and astronomer, had a pet elk that once got drunk and died when it fell down the stairs in his castle (get high rez version) (get high rez version)
Beluga Point, Turnagain Arm in Cook Inlet, Anchorage, Alaska
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Beluga Point, Turnagain Arm, Anchorage, Alaska, originally uploaded by blather. Get high resolution version of the Beluga Point photograph » Beluga Point, Turnagain Arm on Cook Inlet, near Anchorage, Alaska. This is a common beluga spotting location - but the Cook Inlet belugas are under threat from hunting and pollution, and it's hard to see them these days. I spent hours here and at the Kenai river - saw no belugas. Which isn't proof of anything in itself, of course... Public Hearing on Cook Inlet belugas » The Cook Inlet Beluga Whale » Get high resolution version of this photograph »
Arctic Lupin, Alaskan Wildflower, Lupinus arcticus
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Arctic Lupin, originally uploaded by blather. Download high-rez quality via davewalshphoto.com » Arctic Lupin - lupinus arcticus, photographed on roadside, Kenai Peninsula, Alaska License this image for publication » License this image for publication »</p
Mr Furtive, the porcupine
.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; } .flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Mr Furtive, the porcupine, originally uploaded by blather. North American Porcupine on the road to Denali, Alaska. I was speeding along one of the endless stretches of the George Parks highway when something caught the corner of my eye, across the road. I slowed down, pulled a U-Turn, and slowly drove back. So did the old SUV that was behind me. I stopped, turned off the engine, pulled up my camera and 400mm lens from beside me. A man appeared to the right of my car, in full U.S. military fatigues and crewcut, brandishing a tiny silver compact camera. I got out, with my Canon bazooka lens. That's when Mr. Furtive, above, stepped out onto the road. He froze in this position, as if he'd been...