Spent July 15 over-nighting in Whittier, Alaska. Gorgeous time: sunshine, clear weather, boats, roaring waterfalls, gold panning, picnic, short hike, milkshake and snacky stuff, topped off with safe travel and more ice cream.
Too hot to work. Yes. Phoenix, LA, FL? No, Anchorage. Recent 75 to 84 degree heat makes for running through the sprinkler…or sitting in the shade. Unfortunately a more serious heat has developed a few miles southeast of hillside homes, to the tune of a 600-plus acre wildfire. Rain is due Thursday; a day or so earlier would be great.
Granddaughter Sarah is plastering my mug on fbook and elsewhere, seeking fame for the geezer. She’s a sweetheart so don’t take out your frustrations with me on her. Recent activity shows my little peanut wife Pam (of 52 years) and me by our 1931 Model A, purchased for biz…and in our yard. Hope you enjoy the stuff. I’m up and about working on PenAir founder Orin Seybert’s book, You Breathe; I Fly.