Contentment
An Ancient gaffer once I knew,
Who puffed a pipe and tossed a tankard;
He claimed a hundred years or two,
And for a dozen more he hankered;
So o'er a pint I asked how he
Had kept his timbers tight together;
He grinned and answered: "It maun be
Because I likes all kinds o' weather.
"Fore every morn when I get up
I lights my clay pipe wi' a cinder,
And as me mug o' tea I sup
I looks from out the cottage winder;
And if it's shade or if it's shine
Or wind or snow befit to freeze me,
I always say: 'Well, now that's fine . . .
It's just the sorto' day to please me.'
"For I have found it wise in life
To take the luck the way it's coming;
A wake, a worry or a wife -
Just carry on and keep a-humming.
And so I lights me pipe o' clay,
And through the morn on blizzard borders,
I chuckle in me guts and say:
'It's just the day the doctor orders.'"
A mighty good philosophy
Thought I, and leads to longer living,
To make the best of things that be,
And take the weather of God's giving;
So though the sky be ashen grey,
And winds be edged and sleet be slanting,
Heap faggots on the fire and say:
"It's just the kind of day I'm wanting."
-Robert Service
As you may have guessed from the poem chooses for this week, we have had some less than idea weather as we travel the inside passage of Alaska. We are, however, more than content to deal with it. Since leaving our lovely spot in Homer we have seen a lot more of this wide and varied state. We will try to recap just the highlights.
Portage Glacier |
Almost all of them live in a horrible old concrete building. We saw about 5 single family homes, that was it for the entire town. They did have a cute boardwalk and a beautiful harbor, but it is hard to imagine what is like there in the winter when it is just the locals. In sharp contrast, our first stop on the ferrry was Yukatuk. This is a small subsistance villiage of about 600 people. The homes and buildings were all well cared for, the locals were out and about the town and it had an amazingly well stocked store. We had just enough time to do a bit of beachcombing before having to get back on the ferry and head to Juneau. So 36 hours after first getting on the Kennecot in Whittier, we finally arrived in Juneau. It was raining, but that didn't stop us from seeing the town.
Schaals in Juneau! |
Reds Running |
Fish Carcass left over by bear |
Glacier Gardens |
Upside down trees in Glacier Garden. |
Black Bear feeding on a Salmon |
After this hike, Anna had to take a stop at Glacier Gardens, a beautfiul garden with an hour long tour. It is amazing how well things grow, it is a short season, but a successful one with plenty of daylight of moisture.
Colton waiting for a chum to catch |
Ethan with a native catch |
The following day we took "the road" up to Echo Cove. This is where the road in Juneau actually ends. Although Juneau is on the mainland, there is no road access. In Echo cove the Pinks, or Humpies were putting on a great show. They were jumping everywhere. We had a blast catching and releasing these guys as well, although we did require fly rods for this. They put up a great fight!
We had excellent accomodations at the Juneau Hostel. They had a family room and for $30.00 a night, our family had our own room with a private bathroom and shared kitchen and living room. It was our first hostel experience of the trip - so far so good.
Humpy Jumping. |
Colton reeeling in a pink |
Pinks flying around everywhere! |
Anna reeling one in |
Tim's got one on! |
The next day we were up early and off to Sitka. We were lucky enough to take the fast ferry - the Fairweather, which travelled at 33knots. This is amazingly fast, especially when going thorugh some narrow channels. In fact, it was almost too fast to enjoy all the whales we kept seeing.
Sitka was a fantastic little town. It has a population of about 7000 people. We enjoyed walking around this small town, which also caters to cruise ships. We had an epic kayaking day in Sitka. It was amazing, but it wasn't raining. It actually felt like summer weather for a few hours. We went kayaking in Sitka sound , which opens up into the gulf of Alaska. We had never paddled in the open water before and the swells freaked us out a bit, especially as we were in double kayaks with the kids, who weren't able to help us paddle as much as would have liked. It was a bit daunting to suddenly loose the horizen as you were paddling because of the swells. This coupled with some wind, chop and other large boat wake made for an intersting first hour.
Luckily our guide was a great guy from VERMONT! That's right - Mitch Wentz - a Thetford boy, was our guide in Sitka. He kept us from crashing on the rocks and eventually brought us into some more protected waters where we could relax and enjoy the beauty of all the small islands in Sitka. Our paddle finished off with us docking on a small island, building a fire, having lunch and then getting picked up for a 20 minute boat ride back. Turns out we paddled over 8 miles in three hours. We were all sore in the morning, but it was a welcome discomfort!
Sitka National Cemetary |
Coming in to Sitka |
We left early in the morning (3:30AM) and made our ferry going to Petersburg. We'll tell you all about that on our next post. For now we are content to enjoy every m inute of the remainder of our trip. If you wait for the weather to be sunny, you'll miss your opportunity for fun. Lucky for us, each day this past week has been 'just the kind of day we're wanting' and has been more than pleasing.
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