So, Alaska!  A week home.  It was glorious.  We didn't get to do exactly what we set out to do, which was climb the Tustumena Glacier.  Equipment issues.  Ahem.  But we got close.  And we camped.  And shot guns.  And drank good booze.  And drove a skiff.  And ate well.  And climbed a mountain.  And felt alive, because we got close to death.  God, I wept when I had to leave.  I got mostly drunk and let Jeremy drive and cried the entire way from Soldotna to Anchorage.  It wasn't pretty but I'm not ashamed.  I will be back in a year (or less).  I don't quite know how to get from this place of being broke to where I want to be.  I cannot wait to escape this feeling that every major decision I have made in life has been wrong.  The solution to that problem is simple: Federal Reserve Notes.  And lots of them.  Millions in fact.  So I can have the experiences that I want to have before I go.  Like more time in Alaska.   More time with my kids.   I don't what else to say.  Find myself getting horribly upset.  Missing home.  I will save some photos for later posts....




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u dont know shit about alaska you prolly photoshopped them picures!
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