Online Version 2013

Looking Back...

On June 7, 1913, four members of the Hudson Stuck- Harry Karstens expedition became the first mountain climbers to reach the south summit of Denali. Stuck, then the Episcopal Archdeacon of the Yukon, organized the climb to promote the 20th anniversary of the church in Alaska. 21 year-old Walter Harper, of local Athabascan descent, was the first member of the party to set foot on the summit.

The 1913 party was beset by poor weather, debris left by a massive ice avalanche the previous year, and even a fire at one of their camps which destroyed valuable supplies. Nevertheless they accomplished their climb in seven and a half weeks, roughly twice the modern timeframe.

100 years later, in 2013, an expedition including direct descendants of the first ascent party retraced their forefathers' footsteps. The “Denali 2013” climbers set out to commemorate the story of the original climb, including the major contributions by Alaska Natives.

All but one member of the Denali 2013 party succeeded in reaching the summit, and all made it safely back down the mountain. Upon crossing the McKinley River, they were welcomed by friends and staff from Camp Denali and North Face Lodge, who greeted them with fresh cinnamon buns from our bakery!

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The Newsletter of
Camp Denali,
North Face Lodge,
& Parkside Guest House

November 2013

Edited by Jan Tomsen

Illustrations by William D. Berry 

P.O. Box 67
Denali National Park, AK 99755
(907) 683-2290

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If What They Say Is True...

that life

begins at forty

I was premature

My second life -

not second childhood -

no- a whole, real life

began at thirty-eight

when I came here -

here to Alaska -

alien milieu

of wilderness,

strange life-styles,

different ways.

Turned forty-five,

I formalized my adaptation

in a rite-of-passage -

acquisition of

some twenty acres,

strewn with gold.

My summers there,

apprenticeship and mastery,

in part were spent

upon my knees

with chisel, dandelion pick,

trowel and spoons,

in part calf-deep

in icy water,

waders, rubber gloves.

My eyes

turned eagle-sharp to spot

one pin-point fleck

of treasure

to increase my hoard

or, more often, to assist

slow-learner tourists

to a “real” experience...

no salted dirt,

no tall, convenient trough

to stand at comfortably;

success not guaranteed,

but always found.

My forties, fifties, sixties,

early seventies

that second life flowed on.

Three decades plus

wrought changes

in the creek,

the tourists,


All things must end,

(another saying, that),

and so -

I’m on my third life now,

excepting memories.

© Louise Gallop

Used by permission of

Louise Gallop Estate

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