Psssst, I whispered to my hiking guide, sat next to me at dinner, I hate to admit this since it was not the case when I was growing up in Eagle River, but Palmer's getting cool! She looked at me knowingly, smiled, and nodded. Actually, that's not a fair statement: Palmer, Alaska, is already cool. Gone are the days when all you knew/all there was to do was agricultural or driving through in search of adventures in the greater Mat-Su Valley...
