The Alaska Wildlife Conservation Center, with its rescued brown bears, caribou, muskox, bison and other smaller critters, drew us in along this route. The bears were worth the stop. We had a chatty conversation with a young animal custodian who told us how they use a front end loader to dangle the meat for the bears. If it's thrown in, one bear will grab it and take off. The meat is road kill moose that comes to them from highway maintenance. Meat that isn't suitable for humans comes to the bears.
We chose a campground in Hope called Alaska Dasha, note the Russian influence. Bob and Helen chose power only thinking they could fill their water tank and dump their gray water before they parked. There was a difference of ten dollars for a site with all three hookups. As Bob was draining his effluent, the boss lady arrived and insisted he must pay for the right. It was not a pleasant scene. Only three sites were occupied. The washrooms didn't open until 9 am and showers were a whopping $6 extra. Ugly!
Downtown Hope was rustic but charming. There was an RV park along the shore but no showers or water. Bob tried to visit the library but found it closed. We found a husband tending his wife's shop who had authored a book about golf! No golf course in sight. We were the first customers of the day at the pub, although it was 5pm. Not a lot happens in Hope, Alaska.
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