The life of a Canadian living in California and practicing law at Adams Fietz. Missing Alaska almost more than I can bear, I am building a timber frame house in California to take home to Alaska in the summer of 2018. Timber framing, Family, the Outdoors and how America is quickly going downhill are all frequent topics.
So, July may have sucked but September is stunning. I went out camping on Tustumena lake. I know, I know I keep writing about it, but the place is so stunning it really is my favorite place on Earth. When I go, I want my ashes spread there. We just did the regular stuff...including me teaching Monica how to shoot. I can't tell you how many people have never fired a gun until they met me. It is my deepest honor to introduce them to the experience. Yesterday we went to the far end of the lake and it was so warm, and the lake so calm, that I actually spread my sleeping bag on the top of the boat and took a nap. Talking about the boat, on the way back, it acted up. Crap. At least it got me through the summer. The lake was amazing last night. It was warm and clear out and you could see a million stars. Owls were hooting. It was completely silent except for the crackle of the fire and the owls. This is probably the last trip of the year...I don't know how long the weather will hold and I don't know what is wrong with the boat. I can't wait for next year...to take the girls out. They would have come this time but J is getting so big that is hard for her to get on and off the boat. We are expecting the birth to be next month. J doesn't think I should tell anyone but I will: Sasha Jade Adams. J picked Sasha and I picked Jade, because it the state gemstone. Well Sasha, I can't wait until you see Tustumena lake......I love that place.
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