Alone in Tranquility
Taking a tiny seaplane from the Anchorage coast, we flew over the beautiful snow covered hills of Denali and water-landed in a small reserve unpopulated except for native wildlife. In the tucked away hills of the reserve, I felt a freedom never experienced before. The sight itself was beautiful; the warm colors of the water splashed against the bright and intoxicating view of the mountains surrounding us. The air was sweet and crisp, and the only sounds were of a comforting wind rustling the grass and whistling between the hills.
To stand there, feeling completely and totally at peace, was an experience unparalleled in my world travels and when I close my eyes I can still conjure the memory rich with detail.