We flew from Anchorage to Nome with this amazing view of Mount Denali from my window.
Then I cooked and baked up a storm, 3 1/2 meals a day for 15 people for a week. For the first four days I did not set foot outside but was on my feet in the kitchen for 19-22 hours each day. It was a rewarding time for all.
A bunch of birders converged on the Far Boneyard and failed to turn up any warbler, but I saw three or four Gray-cheeked Thrushes then flushed this oddity from a group of boulders from above the boneyard. These photos I snapped are probably the best anyone got, and it was never seen again. It appears to be a Dusky Thrush of the western subspecies, split by some as Naumann's Thrush, though there is a hybrid zone, and this may be one of those pesky hybrids. It's a very rare vagrant this far east in any event.
Then then next morning the assembled group re-found the previously seen warbler, and it tuned out to be the 5th North American record of Siberian Chiffchaff. I had been packing kitchen supplies and making an inventory of our food to be boxed up and stored while preparing breakfast for the group (including the best sticky buns one participant said she had ever had), and when I had a chance to escape, Gavin came to give me a ride, and we located the bird again when I got this photo.
I also took this shot of Jon Dunn in the foreground photographing the Chiffchaff, while in the background on either side of the left wind-powered generator you can see the mountains of the Russian Chukchi Peninsula rising above the horizon.