9am, Zeevik asks if we should wake up the kids and start the day. While we are trying to start our day, Nadav calls from Mexico. Wants to know what are our plans for August. We also want to know… Give us a few days (so what if we say that since  March ???)

We drove half an hour from the camp site  to the Denali National Park. Denali is the highest mountain in North America and from what I read most of the area around it is a nature reserve. The nature here is quiet. Do not know how to explain it differently. Someone put this nature here and it has been here ever since. motionless. Almost on the verge of boredom. Everything is beautiful, but static and monotonous. I do not think I make myself clear…

We arrived at the parking lot and walked a ½ mile route to the Savage Cabin. The cabin is used to this day as a shelter for rangers in the winter season. I did not really understand why the rangers roam here in the winter season. Everything is frozen and there is no living soul around (unless you consider the bears). But it’s probably very clear to the rangers and they still roam around here in the winter with dog sleds, so as not to pollute nature with motorized sleds. There are cabins scattered throughout the reserve and the distance between them is about a day of dog sledding. Nice 😃

It was such a great idea to I bring with me the two phones with the best cameras we have. How unfortunate it is that I did not bother to take the cameras out of my pocket and take a picture of the cabin and the window that is there. The window ia covered with poking names so that bears won’t go inside the cabin through the window.

On the way, the kids LARPed. The pace of the walk drove Zeevik crazy, but I think that if they are not fighting, do not complain and agree to stop at every sign and read what is written in it – it is a great victory for humanity ….

Back in the parking lot, we boarded a bus from the age of the dinosaurs and drove ten minutes to a walking trail within the scenery.

There is nothing special here. Just walking along the stream. Pretty. The water flows and if you do not look at the stream you can think that there is a raging and flooding river here. I don’t know what contributes to this more: the fact that there are lots of large rocks that the water surges around or the fact that there is no vegetation in the area to seal the water noise inside it. At any case, it is pleasing to the ear.

After finishing the 2 miles hile, we returned to the caravan and reached the visitor center. We ate a late lunch there at quite exorbitant prices (a small bowl of vegetarian stew $ 11, meat stew $ 12, hotdog $ 12 hamburger $ 15 – expensive, even very expensive… and not the best quality to say the least).

At the nearby visitor center, we learned about Denali, the environment and history. And we went in to see the nature movie. Then I realized what is so strange about the nature around us. It is silent. There is no movement. Not even such that is made by the wind. Walking in nature or watching a silent movie of the same place – feels exactly the same.

We stopped to buy food at the supermarket of the nearest campsite. This is the only store within a 50 mile radius. We couldn’t find real food there… I wanted fruit, vegetables or even just beef hotdogs. But this is not the place to stock up… We did buy 3 packs of eggs – at least there will be something to eat for breakfast tomorrow.

Yesterday, in the briefing “What does tomorrow hold for us?” Zeevik said we will drive.through a dirt road called the Denali highway that is 130 miles long.He said  Yoni Londner and someone else said it was ok to ride there with a caravan. IT IS NOT! You know how.they grind the road before re-paving it and then when you drive on it – all your insides mix? So, I don’t know how many miles we drove today, but it was horrible. Great views, but serious intestinal mixing.

In the rv park, which works on a first-come, first-served basis, a cloud of mosquitoes surrounded the caravan. We all stayed inside and sent Zeevik to do the grillung outside, all covered from head to toe. The rest of us did not leave the caravan for a second, but it was a really nice evening, we laughed, we had an amusing discussion about everyone’s virtues and one faults and at the end we ate ice cream at 11:00pm. I wonder why the children could not fall asleep…