So just cruised around Wasilla and Palmer.
Started by visiting their Veterans memorial wall. Talked to a local husband and wife originally from Maine and Vermont. He put his cousin's name on the wall. Their childhood homes were within sight of each other and they grew up together. His cousin was killed his first day in Vietnam 45 years ago.
Then we went back to Palmer. Toni wanted to go back to look at a few things she had seen earlier. And Rob weren't looking for a barber for a trim.
Well one place was booked for the day and the other had a 90 minute wait. So Rob decided to go to the Purple Moose, not exactly the Ocean City variety, but still with good beverages.
A selfie with a Moose
Mural
One more Ham and cheese wrap with Colemans mustard.
Statue of Balto the Wonder Dog from the original dog sled run to take medicine to Nome that had led to the Iditarod.
The visitors center had a walking tour telling the story of the original colony in Palmer and the people from Michigan, Minnesota, and Wisconsin that came here.
Of the original three churches, only one of their buildings is original. Made from the logs of the tree that were standing here when they arrived, it is known as the church of a thousand trees.
One of the stories was about the contest to name the colony's creamery and the 7 year old that drew a colony girl in a massive Alaskan outfit on ice skates and called it Matanuska Maid. She bought a bicycle with the winnings.
After we returned to the campground for awhile, we headed out to dinner. Someone during the trip said to go to the Trout House in Wasilla for the open faced Prince Rib sandwich. So wet did.
The home made desserts like so good we split the sandwich but not the desserts. So good we were half done before we thought about a pic.
Ann's finally packing. Turning in the RV in the morning before exploring Anchorage some more before the evening flight.
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