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What a great town!

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.

How to boost creativity, in any kind of weather

This summer’s weather is the mad rhino in the room. You can’t really talk about it within Juneau city limits without exposing blatant denial — better to deal with it in private.

Shocking, but true: Sunscreen the biohazard

When the sun comes out in Juneau, there’s reason to celebrate.

Rain boots are replaced with flip-flops. GorTex is swapped for cotton. And skin, which is regularly covered by long sleeves, slacks and scarves, is exposed in all its pasty pale perfection.

(At least, that’s how it is if you’re fair-skinned and Scotch-Irish, like myself.)

It’s not until a day or so later, that the regret sets in.

Pasty pale is replaced by tender pink. And while the rains return, the sun’s heat lingers in the form of a pesky sunburn.

Got Maier?

Frank Maier said, “Juneau needs a marathon.”

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.

Be a tourist at home

There are locals who won't step foot downtown during the summer months because of the locust-like swarms of tourists — living downtown, sometimes I wish I could practice avoidance — but the tourists, when they find their way out of the diamond stores, are on to something. We live in a super great place. That's why we live here, after all. 

A solo hiking traverse of Mt. Gastineau-Roberts-Sheep

My favorite hiking partner, Scott (who also happens to be my husband), was going to be out of town for a week and the summer weather was finally looking like it might give me a break. I had a day off coming up fast and I had to make a quick decision. The hiking traverse starting from the Mt. Roberts trail head and up to Gastineau Peak, Mt. Roberts, Sheep Mountain, then out Sheep Creek valley trail was on my mind as I hadn’t done it in a few years. Scott and I had just hiked the Juneau ridge a couple of weeks earlier so I was physically ready.

Feeling Creaky

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.

Grandchild Peaks Ridge

This summer has been a challenge when it comes to hiking, yet somehow I have managed to have almost more than my share of local adventure. I've been creative in my choice of places, and I'm lucky in that I can choose odd days off in exchange for working weekends. This past week I had the extra benefit of having the same day off as my favorite hiking partner, my husband Scott. I knew that if I wanted to take full advantage of good weather and a willing partner, I needed to pick somewhere special. That gave me an easy solution - Grandchild Peaks ridge.

Living in 'promiseland'

By Abby Lowell
Timber to Tideline

My feet sloshed and squished around in my shoes like they were in a washing machine. The lower half of my legs seemed to disappear into the trail as thick, black mud coated every trace of skin beneath.

Somehow, my son had avoided the wretched mud holes. He bounded along, over logs and carefully snuck past wide leaves of devil’s club.

“The prickly parts,” as he called them, were “not nice.”

Growing up, sort of

In recent years, everyone has been talking about defining a stage between adolescence and adulthood. It used to be that we'd go from being teenagers to being adults, before that, it was straight up childhood to adulthood. Adults with major jobs or responsibilities, lots of babies, etc. There is talk of a developmental stage called "emerging adulthood" that brings forth awful imagery of larvae for me. As it turns out, I'm on the cusp of being a real adult, both in age and in behavior.

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