This is where the Iditarod trail ends, or in my case begins.

An old gold dredge.

The little park at the center of Nome.

Here I am, looking dapper, at the fathest west point of Norht America.

An overhead view of the village of Wales.

The White Alice communication site near Tin City.

The Tin City mine with the radar station in the background.

Any empty beach on the Seward Peninsula.

Another set of cliffs jutting from the ocean.

Sunset over the Bering Sea.

A patchof clear blue sea ice with little ice crystals growing from it.

More crags along the shore.

The jagged and rocky peaks outside of Lost River.

A heap of old barrels. Who knows what they used to contain.

What is left of the Lost River mine.

A beautiful snowy beach.

This is what I look like when I have on all the gear to keep out the cold and wind.

A bush plane in Brevig Mission. This is what allows transporation to these villages.

Eskimo dancing.

Looking out from the Brevig Lagoon.