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1964: after high school life begins. Asked to consider not returning to OSU after the first year. 1966 drafted; grunt, door gunner, HU1 pilot. Out in Dec '70. 1972 married, joined fire dept and bought first house over a 6 month span. 1980 moved family (which now consisted of wife Teri, daughter Amy and son Ryan) to CO. 1990 moved all to bush Alaska to work for the dark side (the FAA). Started Blog to keep family and friends up on our whereabouts. Retired in March 2010. In Feb 2012 sold house in Alaska. By May had bought in Redmond and completed the move. Still nesting in Redmond and loving it!

Monday, September 27, 2010

HOME STRETCH

Sunday, Sept 26

Looks like another week of clear ahead as the forecasters call for another large high pressure setting up over central Alaska.  I figure it’s Alaska’s way of luring us back next spring.  Today we are headed for the peoples republic of Homer and the Worsfold commune.  Should be a perfect day; I’ll try to get some photos up later.

Yesterday we had Frank over for his last visit before he moves in next Thursday.  I know we haven’t covered everything but we are only a local call away while we are gone.  We think he will work out great.  I’m hoping for a mild winter for his first up here.  If this weather pattern keeps up, Alaska is in for some real cold early on.  Then there will be a good deep freeze to keep it interesting when the January rains come.

Monday, Sept 27

The trip to Homer had clear skies, but too much haze and dust from the winds of the past days for good photos.  Here are two shots I took of the Worsfold compound looking away from their normally best view towards the Katchemak Bay.

 



Today we enter the home stretch.  Naturally, I lost a filling yesterday, so I’ll be begging the dentist to fit me in before Thursday.  Today we hope to do the final packing and shipping off of the excess.  Then the final winterizing.  Tomorrow I’ll do the last mowing.  I’ve been giving the backyard squirrel as much time as I can to finish up his hoarding.  He has been spending the last few weeks biting off every seed cone in the spruce trees and throwing them down to the ground.  He’s getting to be a good shot too.  Now the back yard is covered with cones that the lawn mower will sweep up if he doesn’t get them first.  I’ll probably empty the grass catcher next to his stash burrow as I’m a soft touch for squirrels.  Now cats, that's another story.  I like cats but they tend to eat the birds at my feeder.  But that is another story.