Helen FieldsScience Writer

On Wednesday, Chris the photographer and I flew from Seattle to Anchorage. At Anchorage we were following the signs to the “L1″ gate and the signs led us out of security. And I was like, aw, dang, we have to go through security again? I have to empty my water bottle! And I did. And then we got to the gate. And it turns out, not so much with the security. Apparently on these really dinky flights, they just don’t bother.

That’s the plane that left before ours. (And Chris taking a picture of it.) Our flight had exactly three passengers. While we were waiting, the gate agent asked for our weights, then gave us new boarding passes with different seat assignments to balance the plane. It was a three-hour flight – I knitted most of the way. The flight attendant kept coming back to point out landmarks, including various volcanoes, Alaska’s third-largest lake, and her hometown. I have a picture of Mt Redoubt, but Chris’s is so much better you should just wait for our first daily dispatch, appearing here tomorrow.