Leaving
After nearly five months of living, playing, laughing and crying together in Denali, its time to leave the place that we have called home. It’s strange all summer long you look at the calendar all season long and realize that you still have months left till you can go home all the while watching people come and go and at times wishing that you were able to join them, But when you are thinking that way, you keep finding reasons to stay and realize that as crazy as it is. You’re glad to still be up there. For when they are back in school and back in the hometowns looking around at all the people they are around. They keep thinking back to the amazing cast of characters that populate a national park for the summer. From the ones that last a few memorable days to the ones from around the world. And the ones that will become life long friends that years after a summer in the midnight sun you’ll still be talking to and remembering the crazy times you had that summer in the land of the midnight sun. Meanwhile you’re still up there.
Before you know it’s your turn to leave and go home, you shut down the building for one last time, deep clean it and pack away all the equipment for the winter to be pulled out once again in the spring. Then you gather your stuff and try to cram all the camping gear that your picked up over the summer into two suitcases and then board a bus or one of the last trains and head down to Anchorage for your flight home and back to the outside to see what’s going on with all the people that left behind that can never understand what’s it’s like to live in national park unless they have done it themselves. And why there’s nothing like it.
Before you know it’s your turn to leave and go home, you shut down the building for one last time, deep clean it and pack away all the equipment for the winter to be pulled out once again in the spring. Then you gather your stuff and try to cram all the camping gear that your picked up over the summer into two suitcases and then board a bus or one of the last trains and head down to Anchorage for your flight home and back to the outside to see what’s going on with all the people that left behind that can never understand what’s it’s like to live in national park unless they have done it themselves. And why there’s nothing like it.