At 10,000 feet, the weather opened up and we could see how Anchorage is surrounded by awesome and treacherous terrain. My first look at Alaska was from the window seat of a Boeing, but as a pilot, I could immediately appreciate how this could be a very dangerous place to fly. Later, as I drove the winding mountain roads, I was astounded by how local the weather was. One moment I was in windy, stormy weather with blowing rain and lightning – but around the next bend in the road were blue skies and calm conditions. My thoughts were that this must be a pilot’s never ending challenge. I humbly offered a vote of confidence and respect to those who navigate these changeable skies on a day-to-day basis.