July 19, 2010
Letter From Alaska
[Of Sunsets And Salmon]
Hard to believe (not really, once you consider how absent I've been in updating the Salad Bowl with fresh fixins), but it's been almost three years since I've included a note from my Uncle Pete, (yes, the one who was in the paper posing with a potato he grew that was shaped like a moose).
Every year, if you recall, he goes to Alaska. And every year, he e-mails spectacular photos of scenery and loveliness.
It's all a bit much for me at times. It has been 18 years since I've lived there, but I still miss it like it was yesterday.
Anyway, Uncle Pete and his wife, Cecille, are back up north again this summer. And he's again sending some spectacular photos.
This is the view Uncle Pete has from just across the street from his property.
That's volcanic Mount Iliamna on the right along the horizon, just across Cook Inlet.
About this photo, Uncle Pete writes:
ANOTHER DAY OF VOLUNTEERING TO KEEP THOSE DARN STINKING FISH OUT OF OUR BEAUTIFUL KENAI RIVER.HO HUM, LIFE IS GOOD.
PETE
Life is good indeed.
Here's the rest of the gallery he's sent this year:
PREVIOUS LETTERS FROM ALASKA:
Getting up close and personal with a bear.
Time to say goodbye for the winter.
Winter's coming. Time to head south.
The salmon don't stand a chance.
The Last Fuzzy Slipper Frontier.
There's a bar in them thar country.
Sunsets, salmon and civil ceremonies.
Volcanoes, churches and halibut.
A fantasy RV for The Last Frontier.
Heading north to the homestead.
Publicizing moose-shaped tubers.