Day 7 Summary

Today, we went to North Pole. No, not "The North Pole" -- the IFR Pilot's insurer wants me south of the Arctic Circle, please -- but North Pole, Alaska. See:

Santa was there too:

He wishes he had the pilotage skills of the IFR Pilot. Turns out, he relies far too much on flying GPS direct. He's gonna be in real trouble when the batteries give out. Lots of disappointed kiddies.

And, not to be left out, so too were his reindeer:

Talk about a rack on that one, baby:

Guess where we went for "lunch"?


It was right next to the North Pole Shop, I swear. It was an omen, saying "eat me, eat me." Ahem.

Saturday at 12:01 a.m. was the next coming of Harry Potter. Big party at the local Fairbanks bookstore:


Hey, dude, there's a dog on the back of your truck!