My Denali
Mt. Denali - Reflection Pond It's September 22nd and, as I wrote in yesterday's post, Wiggling My Toes , I've been home recuperating from surgery on my arthritic left toe since last Friday. The whole experience has given me new respect for the "bionic" women and men in my life. No, not Lee Majors (showing my age here) but rather my mother, with her two hip replacements, one knee replacement, and a hip repair. My brother-in-law with his knee replacement and my friend Linda with her double knee replacement. These surgeries are not fun. Fireweed Today started off well. I finally figured out how to wrap my foot so I could take a real shower (as opposed to my previous foray). I am more clean and my bathroom is less wet. And, I got dressed! More progress. But I am digressing here in this post that is about the vast wilderness that is Denali National Park . First, a shout out to my wonderful travel agent, Michelle Glass of Entree Alaska , who put to