Ken's Blog

The smaller places. Frontier feel. Empty, open roads. Steep, wooded hillsides. Dry cold. Snap rather than sharp. Reminded me of Alaska. Not that I’ve ever been there. Just how I imagine it to be.

Tags: Alaska

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