Yep, Gary, we drove up and back in July, 1972, with a '71 3/4 ton Chev. pickup pulling a 24' travel trailer, (my parents were pulling a 21' travel trailer with a Buick sedan) and aunt and uncle were driving a half ton pickup with a slide-in camper, then I flew up with my brother in the summer of '84 in a new Cessna 152 from the factory and came back on a commercial flight, we drove up again in '90 with an '89 one ton dually pulling a 32' fifth-wheel, my brother, his wife, son, and mother-in-law in a crew cab dually pulling a 35' fifth-wheel, my parents just in their pickup, and the aunt and uncle in a class C motorhome. All those trips were just up there and back in a month or month and a half, but then in '91, we drove up the last week of March in that one ton truck and fifth-wheel and I worked with my two brothers in their tire dealership/garage in Anchorage for 4 months before we came back south.
I'd love to make the trip again and know that many things change, especially the roads, in just a month or two so I can only imagine how much other things have changed in the last 12 years. I especially loved fishing out of Seward, out around Rugged Island, but also some of the inland lakes. And the golf course at Elmendorf AFB is one of my favorites.
Part of the time when they were building the pipeline, one brother worked for (Alaska-General-Stewart I believe was the name of the company) and the other was driving an 18-wheeler car hauler and delivered some 4WD pickups to the north slope. One brother lived in Anchorage about 20 years and the other about 25 years, and my parents lived there from '65 to '71, then still spent the summers up there the next 4 years.
