Alrighty, here we go.
Some of you probably knew where this was going, but here is the crowning jewel of my Alaska aviation blitz, Anchorage International Airport. While the Spotter's Mecca for most has always been SXM, or LAX, or maybe LHR and AMS if you can swing it, ANC has always been a dream of mine, so I managed to secure a day to spot before heading for Denali. Well... a day quickly became 2 due to changing plans, and with as late as it stays outside, a 3rd night became possible. When our floatplane flight was cancelled our last day there, I just couldn't believe my luck, from 1 day at ANC to essentially 4. The airport is truly amazing, the evenings especially in the summer. I managed to bag literally everything I wanted to catch at ANC, a first for a spotting trip I have undertaken. There are going to be a ton of images here, but I will try to keep duplication to a minimum
So...how about day 1? More like afternoon one due to a cloudy morning, but some decent photos were still had.
These little DC-9s were one of the jets I thought would be harder to bag, and that was patently false actually. Granted they never flew when I wanted, when light and cloud were ideal, but they were still neat to see.
Korean's 748s also tended to leave earlier than I'd have liked, but it was still a treat to see so many 748's doing their thing!
I had actually never caught Condor before, so this was a nice surprise, as I do not believe that this was the usually scheduled flight based on the flight number.
And of course the jet I most wanted from day 1 had to leave during the harshest light, but, it still counts! My long-sought Eva MD-11F!
Sometimes having a bigger lense helps
Another airline that sadly only came once in my presence, and was badly heat-hazed until she got really close.
This jet follows me everywhere, I swear!
I love these little Combi's, so unique compared to what we see stateside
My Air China 744...well sort of. Not sure if this counts or not...
Day 1's real highlight, an Everts Air Cargo DC-6 taxiing back after arrival. I may or may not have been doing a happy dance when I heard this old gal rumbling down the taxiway
Sadly I called it quits on day one at about 7PM, with about 3 hours of good daylight to go (fatigue was brutal from the trip). Day one became my titular "bad Day at Anchorage", crazy as that may seem. Day 2, however, was far more successful as you will see in my next post...
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