
Frozen Highway
Eagle River Valley. Southcentral Alaska. The river is ours. We are the only humans traveling this brilliant white highway on a clear March morning. Our voices and the hollow crunch of heavy boots are the
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Eagle River Valley. Southcentral Alaska. The river is ours. We are the only humans traveling this brilliant white highway on a clear March morning. Our voices and the hollow crunch of heavy boots are the