The lobby of the Fairbanks Westmark was crowded with tourists who arrived on Thursday, waiting for their buses to take them to see the gold-panning, river boats, dog sled rides, and all of the other delights that the city offers to its visitors. As we drove south, tour bus after tour bus was heading north. When we went past Denali Park on the way home to Anchorage, the parking lots that were empty on Tuesday afternoon bustled with tourists and buses. And once in Anchorage, tourists strolled everywhere downtown, parka-ed against the strong south wind and gray skies. I didn't get photos for most of these assertions, so you'll have to take my word for it.
very Alaskan story behind how it was moved across the river in the winter of 1911-1912 from its original location on the south bank.
Our drive back down the Parks Highway was uneventful -- sunny in Fairbanks, and until we got close to Anchorage when it turned gray and windy.