Out Through Chicken

After a week of rain, the McCarthy road was a mess. The potholes seemed to have doubled in depth. We slowly bounced our way back to pavement with only a few stops along the way.

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Out on the main highway, it was an easy drive all the way up to Chicken, Alaska. There isn’t much to it, but they use what they’ve got: a silly name (supposedly because nobody could spell Ptarmigin) and a giant dredge. Works for us.

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The Top of the World Highway gets a little dirtier and rougher out of Chicken, but still a decent road by Alaska standards. From here, we wound our way all the way up to what must be one of the lonliest border checkpoints in the U.S.

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2 thoughts on “Out Through Chicken

  • October 1, 2015 at 8:59 AM

    When Caroline & I ventured up to Alaska in ’78 in our VW van, we stopped in Chicken & met Anne Hobbs Purdy. She had written a book called Tisha about her days as a young school teacher there in the 20s. Really made Chicken special to us. The book was very enjoyable.

  • October 11, 2015 at 6:03 PM

    Looking forward to reading that book!

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