I went where bears were not. I had intended to go where bears would be and where I was assured that bears would be in abundance. However, they were not. This was my first "paid for" guided Pack Creek bear experience. I should have known better. My previous encounters with guides on guided bear experiences seldom resulted in my obtaining the photograph I desired. Guided experiences generally stopped me from doing what I normally liked to do in the woods: rolling about in the dirt, swimming in the water and hanging in trees.
ESPN, Baby Okay, I swore I would never use a Dick Vitale "baby" but our boys are going to be on television. And not NBC tape delay... like that other sporting event going on... what is that called again? The Gastineau Channel Little League Major All Stars lost to Oregon 4-0 Monday night but they still have a top record for reaching prime time viewing pleasure. I tried to call manager Storie but he turns his cell phone off due to the amount of calls.
Denali Roughly 6.2 million acres. The third largest national park and preserve in the Untied States. Denali. The two bigger are also in Alaska (Wrangell-St. Elias and Gates of the Arctic) as are four more in the top 10 (No. 4 Katmai, No. 6 Glacier Bay, No. 7 Lake Clark and No. 9 Kobuk Valley). 20,320 feet high. Denali. Meaning "The High One" in Koyukon Athabaskan. Also called Mount McKinley. And "Holy Cow" and "Wow" and "OMG!"
First you take away my peanuts, and now this? Really? New “slimmer” seats with plug-ins and USB ports and extraterrestrial sensors and insulin portals and, well, OK, you mentioned electrical outlets and ports. You actually said 110-volt power and USB outlets. And then, under your breath, “this allows Alaska Airlines to make available more passenger seats.” Is that “Squeeze more bodies side by side to help fight intolerance among cultures, species and social upbringings?” Or just squeeze more bodies side by side to honor the holy dollar.
Our hope in the Juneau Empire Sports is to bring out more community sports news. This requires a lot of input from the community. I would love to hear from locals about little league tid-bits from their past, present and future to include. Such as:
Wow! So this is what 100 feels like. Never thought I would make it. And I haven’t really made it; I am just along for the ride here. From “Newsies” on the docks to digital democracy, from pasteboards to web content across the country, the Juneau Empire is turning 100 years old in November. Where did the time go? I already feel creaky.
Frank, who didn’t need a reason to run, was quoted as saying it was the only race he gave a damn about and, according to his widow Judith, “If runners are smiling at some point at the end of this race I think Frank would have liked that.”
I know Frank Maier would not have said, or liked, what I over heard recently.
What a great town! So today my Petersburg Swedish got the best of me. I couldn't stop my cravings of being around fish so I stopped to visit Mike Erickson (and Bonnie and family) out at Alaska Glacier Seafoods and was lucky enough to get a tour. You have to love when a local guy does good, has a passion for what he does, and gives back to the community. And does it among fish! Plus I learned, and was reacquainted, with a few fishing scenes I had experienced growing up in Petersburg... the slime lines, the fish pumping, the crab unloading, etc., etc., etc.
It is a funny thing about miles. And mileage. They sure can sneak up on you. Yesterday I needed a fix. I hadn't burned a quad or pumped up a calf muscle or froze a lung in a week. So I called my "pusher" and he invited me, along with another "joneser," to run up Eaglecrest Road. Those five miles turned into the Black Bear chair lift and a return along the Treadwell Ditch Trail, via one section of muskeg and one still demolished bridge crossing, to Douglas. Five miles can become 22 in little time when you have mileage accompanying you.