Day 65
Somehow today started out beautiful and managed to stay that way. I took advantage of an early start and headed down the wagon road for a quick run before meeting Liv and Justine for a trip onto the moraine after Justine finished work.
With perfectly clear skies, we set out straight onto the moraine from the bunkhouse, causing mayhem as we pushed a Volkswagen sized boulder down a gravel cliff into an ice pool. It rocked hard. We, however, failed to find any of the ice caves I had visited in 2006 and only ended the trip with Justine and Liv taking some pretty good hits by various rockslides.
After dinner, Justine and I convinced the remainder of the Cyr mob to poach the Powerhouse. Unfortunately it got dark way too fast with the ever shortening Alaskan days for us to do a proper visit, but Justine and I did manage a quality ladder climb to the upper catwalks. Bonnie protested Justine following me up the 80 year-old ladder that clung to the building’s walls, but she ascended it anyways with her typical laughter. 
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