north of Valdez, Alaska
Saturday, July 14, 1973
The day started with more grocery shopping. Since my aunt took my mother to do it, I suspect they went to the base commissary, which makes sense as it would have been more economical. Prices are high in Alaska, or at least they were back then.
After they got back we left and headed east on the Tok Cutoff (Glenn Highway) from Anchorage, then turned south on the Richardson Highway towards Valdez. It was apparently a long day’s drive compounded by the delay caused by the grocery shopping, because we didn’t get to where we stopped for the night until after six pm, which was late for us.
We stopped at a campground called Little Tonsina 65 miles north of Valdez. Nowadays (and I’m sure back then) it was a state recreation site. What my diary says of it is that it had a pump instead of a spigot for water, and that there was a bunch of old equipment lying around, including a wagon, that was very nice to climb on.
This is one of the campgrounds I have a vivid mental image of, because it was right by a very gravelly, glacier-fed river, and because we ate the last of the frozen salmon that night.