Final Countdown

Getting ready to head out to Portland Wed night. 


This weekend I went to Jake's cross country meet at Skyview and then we went for a last halibut trip this morning.  The weather couldn't be better, got our fish and were back before lunch.

Before the start

That's the start about 1/4 mile away

The cross country meet had 25 schools participating.  Made for an interesting start.

Here's the first bottleneck.

Then the first hill.

I had planned to get his finish with the clock in the back ground but the officials stepped right in the way at the last moment, so I blew it.  He did good!

Here is the most unnaturally enhanced salmon run in the world.  The Homer Spit Pond.  Hatchery smolts are released here in the salt, and when they return, years later, the tourists have the opportunity to catch kings and silvers from the shore.  The pond is high and dry at low tide.  Here, the incoming tide is refilling the pond. 

Just have to mow the lawn one last time and finish packing.

See you in Portland.

First Half Underway

So Teri leaves for LA in a few hours.  As you might expect, the weather is perfect.  Not perfect good but a perfect example of an Alaskan storm.

Here is the picture of the perfect comma cloud; two hours before we leave for the airport.

We actually have had a relatively good summer, weather wise.  This is probably the biggest storm we have had.  Been pouring for over 24hrs.  Teri is really looking forward to the roller coaster ride up to Anchorage.


Well, soon she will be baking in an LA August.  Better her than me.

More later.

It Begins Again

So, after an all too brief summer, we prepare to do whatever it is we are doing in retirement.  For now the plans call for beginning in Portland at the end of this month and getting to Tallahassee by November.  Just what we do in between depends on when we get back on the road and the weather.  We’d like to take the most northerly route possible, but we’ll see.

I will say that once the DeJean whirlwind left it got almost normal around here.

One thing I just realized is that my internal clock feels like it got wound so tight the spring broke.  Seems like without winter my routines are all messed up.  I hope this doesn’t mean that I can’t leave Alaska.  I think not; I think I just need some time with nothing on the schedule.

So for the next two weeks my only goal is to wrap this up and get to Portland.  Frank has agreed to watch the place again, so we don’t have to worry about the homestead.

So stay cool; we’ll talk later.

Go Timbers!