Did you ever visit "Chicken"--in Alaska?
We did, today.
There's a special reason it is named "Chicken" The original settlers (gold miners) wanted to call it "Ptarmigan", a plentiful local bird that filled many a pot. But....the settlers couldn't spell "Ptarmigan"....it became Chicken. Truth.
Chicken is 78 miles from Tok, 100 miles from Dawson City, 278 miles from Fairbanks.
Winter population is either 3 or 6, depends on whom you ask. Summer numbers soar to 30-50.
Snow plows don't run in winter--until April. Low temperatures may reach 80-85 BELOW zero.
The mail comes by plane every Tuesday and Friday. But, the postmistress works five days a week, all year--we asked her.
The residents of Chicken have done a marvelous job of capitalizing on their name.
Look closely at the name of the building.
Compare the trees to these. They are huge.
Gold Dredge |
Wild blueberries growing close to the ground in the forest. We picked enough for blueberry pancakes.
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