Brett Atkinson experiences the Alaskan wilderness in style at a private lake retreat.
We hear the four-legged members of Alaska's finest welcoming party well before we see them. An excited chorus of canine whoops and hollers announces the arrival at Winterlake Lodge of our floatplane from Anchorage.
Concealed beyond a compact stand of robust fir trees, 19 husky buddies make it obvious they're always happy to welcome new guests to one of Alaska's most spectacular wilderness retreats. Come back in winter and the lodge's hardworking crew could be traversing the famed Iditarod Trail.
The rugged course of the iconic sled dog race carves a challenging path through Winterlake's 20,234sq m, but right now Frankie, Danger and the rest of the team are enjoying the easygoing doggy downtime of an Alaskan summer.
Just five rustic but stylish bungalows dot the edges of Winterlake's private lake and we're staying at the Trapper cabin, a charming heritage house built on the site of the land's original 19th century homestead. Bald eagles wheel above soaring spruce trees and occasionally there's a maniacal cackle from black and white loons on the lake nearby. According to our hosts, the close-knit Dixon family, the little bird's call is the essential sound of an Alaskan summer, but our own Winterlake memories soon emerge, the rhythmic swoosh of kayak paddles through the lake's glassy water and the confident hum of the lodge's helicopter.