Monthly Archives:May 2007

Hey there – we have finally moved up to day two of our little anniversary jaunt. Are we having fun yet? Well, I know WE were, but how about you?

We beat the alarm up – it’s a bad habit I have, I know. 😉

After showers and coffee and cleaning up after ourselves it was time to try to find someplace (other than mcds) to have breakfast. We were facing 4.5 hours on a boat before lunch and hubby moose is diabetic – he NEEDS to eat. (Moosie, on the other hand, could stand to miss a few meals – heh).

Nothing was open at the crack of dawn – so we resigned ourselves to making the turn to go to mcdland, when I caught an open sign out of the corner of my eye – we turned in a driveway and headed back to a little cafe near the bowling alley. We were only the second customers of the morning – poor Sally (restaurant owner, cook and waitress) had been up for quite a long time but, even though she was exhausted, she was a great source of fun. And, the breakfast was good, too.

Headed on down the Spit to the berth of our ride – the Rainbow Connection was not quite ready for boarding, so we spent some time walking along the docks and taking pictures of the boats.

Here’s a favorite from that group of pics:

sunrise over Homer harbor 

The air was crispy cool – very Alaska-ish. Perfect for we Alaskans, although some of the tourists were complaining a wee bit. Awwwww. We were invited to board and set out on calm, glassy seas. Absolutely BEAUTIFUL!

We made our way up Kachemak Bay – peeking into coves and bays, looking for birds (shorebird festival and all that) Along the way we were treated to a variety of other wildlife, some of which hubby and I had not been privy to before.

I got some great shots – although not of the wildlife, due to the restrictions on my little camera. I saw some really nice camera equipment hung around the necks of those birders, though. Pardon my drool, please. One of these days – maybe before our Hawaii trip, Lessa – I hope to upgrade equipment AND take a course or two in how to get even better pictures. We will see.

For now I will give you the rundown of our critter count. Remember, this is where we stood after day one:

Day 1 Critter Count:

Moose = 1

Caribou = 3

Eagles = many, many, many eagles

Tourists = 2 (to talk to, probably many more among us)

Campy Satirists = 1

Campy Satirist’s Sidekick = 1

People we knew = 6

Day 2 Critter Count:

Eagles and more eagles

Arctic Terns and other gulls (glaucous winged gulls and the like), Kittiwakes, loons, birds, birds, birds – but only one puffin was spotted!

Harbor seals

Harbor porpoises (very shy, but so fun to see)

Sea otters,

and, as a special surprise . . . a small humpback whale! You can see pictures here.

Around Gull Island we saw thousands of gulls! No lie, THOUSANDS!

We were beyond stoked at that. There were crazy little cabins way up the Bay – the only way to them was by boat – I’m thinking they are rentals and accessed by water taxis.

So, our critter count is mounting. More later, perhaps

So – got to Homer okay after the little run-in with the moose of the living, breathing variety. Stopped at the top of the hill to take a gander (not a critter, sillies, that would be a look) from the overlook there.

Augustine Volcano, as is its wont, was hiding from view. But we saw several eagles winging about. Visited with a couple of tourists and gave them our phone numbers for while they are in Alaska. (you just never know when someone might need assistance – and it goes both ways)

Drove around through town – I am a big one for scoping out ahead of time the places we need to be in the near future. We stopped at the Homer Chamber of Commerce/Visitor Center to pick up our tickets and got some good information. Drove down to the pub where we would see some two-legged wildlife later that evening – then down to the “Spit” to find the dock where we would board our boat tour Saturday morning.

Grabbed something for lunch and then went to check into our hotel. We had a feeling we needed to rest up a bit before the evening’s festivities.

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Ah, yes . . . Mr. White Keys – now that is SOME critter! As you can see the show is done in the dark – there is a slide show going most of the time while he is singing or playing harmonica – with glittering flamingoes and palm trees and tinsel covered speakers and keyboard. He is insanely funny – the satire probably would mean little to someone who is not from Alaska, however. There is NO politician safe – nor printer, nor license plate maker, nor . . . well you get the picture.

During one of the slide shows I gasped and leaned over to ask hubby moose if I had done the typography on the shown letterhead with the word Peninsula spelled without that pesky second letter “n”. I always did have trouble with spelling that word (gee, moosie, what IS on your brain?) and have to watch myself very carefully in any written communication while at work. (sigh!) To top it off we actually DID do the printing for the school in question – Lessa’s and Ladybug’s alma mater, in fact. I have NO clue if we sent it out without that “n” or not. And, as we have closed the shop it is much too late to go back and check. hahaha.

Wanna see him in the light? (more…)

Something we’ve always done on Alaskan road trips – Critter Count. It promised to be especially fun this weekend as hubby moose and I were going to Homer to celebrate our anniversary by taking part in some of the Homer Shorebird Festival.

We had not even gotten 10 miles away from home when we had our first encounter with Alaska’s wildlife . . . one – count it with me – one moose.

Hubby moose and I were talking – I was trying to figure out what a new building is – hubby yells – MOOSE! – I swerve (in time) – we hear a thump – I look in the rearview and see said moose hoofing it across the highway. No injuries there – hubby encourages me to pull over to see if there is damage to the car and also to make sure there is no blood-gore-hide, etc. left on the car. (in which case we would have notified Fins and Feathers dudes to come look for the moose)

This is what we found:

moose damaged door 

looks like we got high kicked – scratched the paint by (probably) fore hoof. Want a closer look?

close up moose damaged dor 

There was no blood, no gore, no fur – so no call to Fins and Feathers dudes. Hubby moose and I consider ourselves blessed that this was no worse than it was.

Further down the road (still within shouting distance of our house) we saw three caribou – on the other side of the road from us – AND – off the road in the field.

CRITTER COUNT:

Moose = 1

Caribou = 3

Miles driven = (maybe) 15.

Hoo-boy . . . this trip promises to be much fun.

Oh – and just for the Boy, whose mama will definitely understand the sentiment:

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hahahahahahahahoohahahahahahahaha

More next time – be sure to tune in to see what other critters we were blessed to see.

And, yes, hubby moose and I had a lovely trip – we are exhausted (way too much fun!) – and we are very glad we took the time off work to go on to our neighboring town to the south – aka The End of the Road.

In looking back over the last year (posts and memories) I see that I have both come a long way and stayed in the same spot. But, even in the staying I am growing. So I think that peace is a good word to describe my inner being today.

This day – 38 years ago – hubby moose and I tied the knot. We were young(er than some – we were 19) and “in love” (most likely “in lust”) and so ready to be out in the world on our own.

Just a few months later two big events happened: (1) hubby moose was called to the draft office (yes, back in the days of the Vietnam war and draft) where he was sent home with a big red x on his belly and stories to tell  about the draft docs who laughed and laughed at his bird legs and big belly and thus the final indignation of a red x and a 4F status; (2) we discovered the same week that I was going to be a mama.

Big changes in our lives were about to occur. Our first nine months of married life we had big adjustments to make – getting to know each other better and getting to know this little person coming into our lives.

People from the late 60s often don’t make it this long in a marriage – in their first marriage – in any marriage. We are a rarity from our own high school classes.

I am asked often how in the world we have done it. Hubby moose and I shrug our shoulders and smile. It’s simple, really:

1) We were never on the same page at the same time to end this marriage. There have been times (what marriage doesn’t have them?) when one of us was ready to walk out the door and never come back. But the other one of us was not willing to see it end. Eventually the “whatever” blew over and we continued on.

2) Plain old stick-to-itiveness! Call us stubborn, call us mule-ish, call us whatever. It basically boils down to this – we go to bed married each night and we wake up married each morning. Sometimes it is as simple – or complicated – as that. We just keep moving on one day at a time.

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They’re awake and they’re hungry. Keep the bird feeders in and garbage locked up.

If you are squeamish, don’t click on the button. This is how it really is – we are always cautious this time of the year.

Okay – I’ve tried several times to embed the video and it won’t so click here.

Why the bird feeders you ask? Bears can make a big mess of them – suet, seeds, everything – and it draws them to your house – just like the untended garbage does. Too many bears have to be “put down” because of idiot humans.

I don’t believe the above bear was – it was just doing what bears do – eating after a long winter’s nap.

:moose: You’ll note that the moose was NOT purple. I know when to stay inside. (and no, it is not my footage.)