SPIRIT & BEAUTY – THE FLIGHT FROM JUNEAU
The flight from Juneau to Anchorage via Alaska Air is awe-inspiring for two reasons – our travel companions and the
scenery.
We had the pleasure of travelling with the Special Olympics basketball team who have an upcoming meet in Anchorage. The excitement in the air before boarding is contagious. The Special Olympics’ enthusiasm reminds us of just how magnificent it is to be flying, particularly over this scenery.
After takeoff, our pilot welcomes the Special Olympics group and wishes them luck on their upcoming meet. Huge cheers erupt from the team. Landing reminds me of my first flight as a child as I hear the passengers gasp in excitement as the tires hit the tarmac, and I hear a comment from behind: “No more plane ride?” This group has wisdom and appreciation for what’s really important that I sometimes miss. It’s been a wonderful reminder for me to notice and appreciate the little
things.
The innocent joy I’m surrounded with can be matched only by the astounding beauty outside of our window. The continuous array of mountains and glaciers pass by as if on a never-ending geologic conveyor belt.
scenery.
We had the pleasure of travelling with the Special Olympics basketball team who have an upcoming meet in Anchorage. The excitement in the air before boarding is contagious. The Special Olympics’ enthusiasm reminds us of just how magnificent it is to be flying, particularly over this scenery.
After takeoff, our pilot welcomes the Special Olympics group and wishes them luck on their upcoming meet. Huge cheers erupt from the team. Landing reminds me of my first flight as a child as I hear the passengers gasp in excitement as the tires hit the tarmac, and I hear a comment from behind: “No more plane ride?” This group has wisdom and appreciation for what’s really important that I sometimes miss. It’s been a wonderful reminder for me to notice and appreciate the little
things.
The innocent joy I’m surrounded with can be matched only by the astounding beauty outside of our window. The continuous array of mountains and glaciers pass by as if on a never-ending geologic conveyor belt.
As we approach Anchorage, we can see the top of Mt. McKinley far to the north in full view welcoming us to the next leg of our adventure.