My Uncle Pete, (yes, the one who was in the paper posing with a potato he grew that was shaped like a moose), sent me this photo today. He's back up at his homestead in Alaska, enjoying gobs of daylight and getting ready for the salmon runs.
Hey gang,Caught this moose running between the house and Bears Den.
Wish I would have had time to bring him up a little closer but he was moving too fast. Guess he was looking for Momma.Pete
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A fantasy RV for The Last Frontier.
Heading north to the homestead.
Publicizing moose-shaped tubers.
Posted by Jeff at May 10, 2005 08:04 AM | TrackBack