It has been a few weeks since his visit but my husband finally arrived to take a look at Alaska and see what he thinks. I have been so busy in the field I have hardly been in computer contact to write blogs so my stories are a little behind. Anyways, we gave him a taste of our life here in the bush right away before he got here. We asked him to bring us food. Things we can't get here or when we can cost a fortune. Things like orange juice and yogurt. He had three boxes of stuff besides his suitcase when he left for Alaska.
He had to drive to Billings Montana to catch the first plane, fly to Seattle for the second flight, then to Anchorage to catch the final plane to King Salmon. Everything was good when he left Billings but by the time he got to Seattle his flight to Anchorage was cancelled as there were only eight people on the flight. He had to wait for another flight which left an hour later. Unfortunately when he got to Anchorage he missed the plane to King Salmon. He had to wait two hours before another flight left. He is lucky because now there are just two flights a day that fly from Anchorage to King Salmon. One in the morning and one in the evening.
He called to tell me that he was going to be late and the he should arrive at 1:50. So at about 1:25 we left the house to walk to the airport to meet him. We wer about half way there when his plane flwe over us and landed. He was actually 20 minutes early. So by the time we got to the airport he was off the plane and had his luggage. Then it was a matter of packing up all he brought to carry home. I had brought my field pack and started emptying boxes into the field pack. Craig was carrying a large dry bag with straps to fill also. We had both things filled to the brim and then we left the airport. We gave him the royal tour as we walked by the whole village. Here is the grocery store, the restaraunt, my office, the gift shop, the lodge and if you walk down this road for a mile you will find the post office.
The trail we walk on was pretty muddy as it had rained for the last four days. Criag and I thought nothing of it but Ken wasn't too thrilled to walk around puddles carrying his suitcase. But the fireweed was still blooming its last hurrah so he did like the scenery. we had to manuever around some big puddles which meant walking in the tundra for a few steps which made him a little uneasy. But we made it home safe and sound and quickly unpacked to see what wonderful things he brought. You would be surprised how much joy a package of hotdogs can bring when you hadn't had any for a long time. Byt the end of his visit the hike to the village was just as routine as it is for Craig and I.
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