Text and photos by Yvette Cardozo
Vol. 13. No. 2
A hazy soup, obscuring the city of Fairbanks, forced our jet to circle in a holding pattern until the tower was able to clear it for landing. “That’s ice fog,” my seatmate said. The pilot announced, “Welcome to Alaska, the current temperature is minus 43. Hope you’re all bundled up.”He didn’t mention that we would soon experience iced eyelashes that would seal our eyelids shut.
Yes, I did want to experience Alaska in winter, but visiting during the decade’s worst freeze was not part of my plan. But actually, when you’re dressed for frigid, the whole thing is, well, fun, sorta.