A Journey Back in Time

As the train whistle echoed through the crisp morning air, I felt a familiar thrill of anticipation. Boarding the Alaska Railroad’s Denali Star in Anchorage, I was transported back to a time when train travel was the epitome of adventure and romance. The absence of digital tickets and the presence of paper boarding passes, luggage tags, and friendly smiles added to the nostalgic charm of the journey. It was a reminder of the simple joys of travel, where the journey itself is as important as the destination.

The train departed at 8:20 am, and as we settled into our seats, the world outside began to unfold like a living painting. The Chugach Mountains stood majestically against the sky, and the Knik River shimmered in the morning light. The gentle sway of the train and the rhythmic clatter of the tracks created a soothing symphony, inviting us to relax and savor the moment.

The Gold Star Experience

For those who seek a touch of luxury, the Gold Star service is a must. I was fortunate to secure a seat in one of the two Gold Star cars, where the panoramic views were nothing short of breathtaking. Sitting up top, with a dining car beneath, I enjoyed a leisurely breakfast and lunch, served with a side of delightful conversation with fellow travelers. The social atmosphere was reminiscent of a bygone era, where strangers became friends over shared meals and stories.

The covered viewing areas at the back of each Gold Star car offered the perfect vantage point for photography and fresh air. As we crossed the trestle over Hurricane Gulch, the train slowed, allowing us to capture the awe-inspiring views from 300 feet above the ground. It was a moment of pure magic, where time seemed to stand still, and the beauty of the Alaskan wilderness enveloped us.

Into the Heart of Alaska

As we journeyed further north, the landscape transformed into a vast expanse of untamed beauty. The train veered away from the road system, taking us into the heart of the backcountry. The Indian River snaked through the wilderness, and remote cabins dotted the landscape, whispering tales of solitude and adventure.

The highlight of the journey was the chance to glimpse Mount Denali, the tallest peak in North America. Though only 30% of visitors are fortunate enough to see it, the anticipation and hope added to the excitement of the journey. Friendly staff roamed the train, answering questions and pointing out wildlife, including the four moose we were lucky to spot.

Arriving in Denali at 3:40 pm, I felt a sense of fulfillment and gratitude. The journey had been more than just a means of transportation; it was an experience that touched the soul, a reminder of the timeless beauty of slow travel. As I disembarked, I knew that this journey would linger in my heart, a cherished memory of a romantic adventure through the wilds of Alaska.