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| Overcast skies on our drive from Fairbanks to Delta Junction |
We had the neat opportunity to meet Alaskan farmers.
Though they take their job seriously, they joke that farming in Alaska is a hobby (meaning you can't make much money off of it).
One family, the Wrigley Family, has been in Alaska for about four generations. They used to have hogs, but because the only butcher in town began to charge them more than necessary they weren't able to make a profit.
As a result, they had killed off the herd. Now they grow barley and have their own flour mill.
As a result, they had killed off the herd. Now they grow barley and have their own flour mill.
We heard countless stories of how people don't work together to get a product from the field to the market. Alaskan agriculture is struggling, at this point.
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| four-generations Alaskan farm family |
We met Phil, the extension agent for Delta Junction, and his family. They raise Yaks, and after having us for dinner they took us out to see the animals.
Though not the most attractive living species, they were very docile and friendly.
Though I wouldn't want one.
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| Demitri - one of the Yaks that acted more like a dog than a large-hoofed beast. He circled our car huffing and puffing, basically begging for a pat on the nose. |
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| Yak cow with her baby |
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| Phil's home with a view |
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| Clearing Land: A standard proceeding in Alaskan agriculture |
After supper we drove to The Garden Bed and Breakfast for a night.
It's a quaint home owned by a couple who have lived in Alaska for about 30 years.
It's beautiful!
It was really late when we got in so we were able to see what the Land of the Midnight Sun actually looks like at midnight.
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| Alaskan Midnight |







