Hatcher Pass Photo Gallery
A collection of images from all seasons of the beautiful Hatcher Pass and surrounding area
by Cecil Sanders
Hatcher Pass is an amazing place. The mountains are worthy of a simple evening drive. The many trails have so much flora and fauna waiting to be discovered. The abandoned gold mines are full of history to learn about. It’s a place that is easy to fall in love with and for those who’ve never been—the following photo gallery is sure to inspire a visit.
This is one of my most favorite spots. When I lived in Alaska I went all the time by myself once I learned how to drive. I really miss it.
I am trying to think of a place in Alaska I enjoy more than Hatcher Pass… … still thinking…
Thank you, lovely…my three children each had a rep from their respective families in the Hatcher Pass Marathon this year; such a thrill!
You are welcome. Glad you enjoy it!
I miss Hatcher Pass. I was born in Anchorage but raised in Palmer. We lived in Palmer but mom chose to go to Anchorage. Hatcher Pass was like my backyard. Hiking in the summer and sledding in the winter.
When my husband and I retired we sold our home to be close to our grandsons. I try to get back home when possible.
Hello! You sound like an expert, and I have been doing a lot of research on the best hike to do up the Hatcher’s pass if we don’t have a lot of time. Would you recommend Gold Cord trail or April Bowl? They are both about the same distance.
You won’t go wrong with either one!
This is where I live! Can’t imagine living anywhere else!
Yes, HP is an amazing place!
thanks for the wonderful refresher of your splendid wedding there in 2001.
i remember so many beautiful scenes. What a perfect day.
love, mom
one of my favorite places in AK!
Wonderful photography of one of my favorite places – I visit, and keep revisiting!
Visited here in June 2015. It truly is a wonderful place. Must return, but it is a long way from New Zealand
Absolutely love Hatchers pass! Had to go twice. The views are amazing.
This is where my ashes will be spread when the times comes. MANY years from now (hopefully) . .
I spent many days by myself there when I was a junior at East High in Anchorage. My folks had just moved to Anchorage from Oregon, and in the mid 70’s, it was just amazing. No many people, no mining on the lower part of the Little Su, Kings and Dolly Varden galore, occasionally a moose and once a bear, the roadhouse/restaurant at the bottom of the hill. I loved it there.