The Chicken Dance

I'm standing in front of the Chicken Post Office, the first one established in Alaska and decorated with kitschy chicken stuff. They are closed on Saturdays, but this cute fella was there to greet us. Our campground is one of three in "town" and that is all that's there for the new part of Chicken. We had a cafe with a surly crew. The fish tacos were excellent and they had freshly made apple pie that was too hot to cut. We waited and it was worth it. Activities included gold panning in the cold river and browsing in the gift shop. The other two campgrounds also have cafes and gift shops and there is a tiny strip with a bakery and a few other stores. All are log cabins and very rustic. The year round population is about 12 with a few more summer workers. It is truly a place to relax and read a book if the weather cooperates. And, you have to like gravel and dust. At one time there was lots of gold here and the town boasted 400 people. I'll do another blog with photos of the old town that is now abandoned.