When I learned Alaska’s nickname was the Last Frontier… it struck a chord. Looking back, it’s kind of a loaded moniker, but at the time it stood out because I was only 4 or 5 states away from seeing all 50, and I just knew I was supposed to save Alaska for the very end.
I wanted to finish with a bang. I also wanted to celebrate the milestone with friends and figured it’d be much easier to convince people to join me in Alaska than North Dakota.
Truly, I’m glad I saved it for the end, because despite it being my last state… it’s hopefully the first of many visits to Alaska. It’s such a large state that simply dropping in on one spot within will still leave a lot left to explore.
Who knows when I’ll be back in Alaska, but I really wouldn’t mind if it were sooner rather than later.