The BUS!! {Washington Photographer}

So for years I have been telling people the story of how my parents ended up in Alaska. So during this trip I took a few pictures to prove it :)!!

It was the early eighties, and my parents two years prior had had the most beautiful darling little girl ever to be born.....(ok I made up that part up :)), I was two years old. Anyways, my Dad had read in a magazine about an open pit coal mine that was located in the interior of Alaska. My mother had back packed with a girlfriend through Alaska a few years before and fell in love with the state. So, they decided to take a chance.

They bought an old school bus, gutted it out, put in a small stove and a mini kitchen, with a couple places to sleep, for my Dad, Mom,  my Mom's best friend, and me :)! They drove all the way from Minnesota to a small town called Healy, which is located in the middle of NO WHERE!

Once they arrived, my Dad did odd jobs until he was finally hired on to the mine where he has been working for almost thirty years.

It is always so amazing for me to think about this story and believe that my overly worried, OCD planner parents, were actually the same people that jumped in a bus, took a major chance, and went for their dream. So I guess what I am saying is I am proud to have once lived in a bus :)!

Eventually we moved out of the bus :), and into my parents dream log home.  They built the entire thing themselves.  I remember them having log shaving parties.  Like, literally their friends would come over and would help shave the bark off of all of those logs.  So here is a little piece of where I came from :)!

PS - pictures were taken on my new point and shoot :)!