Mount Susitna (Sleeping Lady)

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The Hilton Hotel roof provides this view of one of the more famous Anchorage landmarks.  Mount Susitna is about 40 air miles west of Anchorage across the Cook Inlet and rises to an elevation of 4,396 feet above sea level.  This mountain sits between the Chugach Range to the south of Anchorage and the Alaska Range to the north.  We used a 4X telephoto lens to get you up close.  Visible in the foreground is the Small Boat Dock and the Cook Inlet.

Mount Susitna is also known to most Anchorage residents as The Sleeping Lady because it looks like a sleeping maiden with her arms folded across her chest.  Scroll down past the picture for a short summary of the legend.

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The Sleeping Lady

Legend tells us that a millennia ago, the Great Land known as Alaska was inhabited by a race of giants.  Among these people was a beautiful young maiden and a handsome young man whose devotion to each other was admired by all the villagers.  Wedding preparations were underway when word reached the village of a warring tribe approaching from the north. 

After a village council it was decided that the young man would bring gifts to the invaders to show the peaceful and friendly intentions of the villagers.  Keeping herself busy while waiting for the young man's return, the maiden eventually grew tired and laid down to rest.

Soon after, word reached the village that the invaders rejected the offer of peace and a battle ensued in which the young man was killed.  The villagers, gazing at the sleeping maiden, did not have the heart to wake her. 

So there she rests today, still waiting for news of peace and the return of her love . . .