It sounds just incredible, and I could easily live on seafood. And the sea is my natural habitat. My man loves Alaska, too - spent his army years in Homer, then did lots of bush piloting all over. He considered living there. Realistically, though, I just don't think I could stand the weather, I'm still too much of a tropical flower - may…
It sounds just incredible, and I could easily live on seafood. And the sea is my natural habitat. My man loves Alaska, too - spent his army years in Homer, then did lots of bush piloting all over. He considered living there. Realistically, though, I just don't think I could stand the weather, I'm still too much of a tropical flower - maybe a couple months of the year if the black flies and hummingbird-sized mosquitoes cooperated. I wish I could divide my life into time there, back home in Hawai'i and maybe somewhere in the southern hemisphere (Costa Rica? El Salvadore?). A plane would be nice, but a pilot friend says the cost of jet fuel has him on the verge of retiring. Keep us posted if you strike out for the North.
My grandparents homesteaded the Kenai after WWII and I spent a large part of my childhood there. My father was a bush pilot and hunter/guide. He flew with Don Johnson. Perhaps that will ring a bell with your man. A gigantic Kodiak he bagged is still in the Kenai Municipal Airport.
Alaska is in my soul.
I love Hawai'i as well. In the dead of winter, when it was 40 below and dark for 21 hours, we would head to Maui, or my favorite, Kauai. The North Shore for me was as close to paradise as one could get. although the (old) Road to Hana is right up there.
Such a beautiful world.
If only we could be rid of the fly in the ointment.
It sounds just incredible, and I could easily live on seafood. And the sea is my natural habitat. My man loves Alaska, too - spent his army years in Homer, then did lots of bush piloting all over. He considered living there. Realistically, though, I just don't think I could stand the weather, I'm still too much of a tropical flower - maybe a couple months of the year if the black flies and hummingbird-sized mosquitoes cooperated. I wish I could divide my life into time there, back home in Hawai'i and maybe somewhere in the southern hemisphere (Costa Rica? El Salvadore?). A plane would be nice, but a pilot friend says the cost of jet fuel has him on the verge of retiring. Keep us posted if you strike out for the North.
Homer... That is my country.
My grandparents homesteaded the Kenai after WWII and I spent a large part of my childhood there. My father was a bush pilot and hunter/guide. He flew with Don Johnson. Perhaps that will ring a bell with your man. A gigantic Kodiak he bagged is still in the Kenai Municipal Airport.
Alaska is in my soul.
I love Hawai'i as well. In the dead of winter, when it was 40 below and dark for 21 hours, we would head to Maui, or my favorite, Kauai. The North Shore for me was as close to paradise as one could get. although the (old) Road to Hana is right up there.
Such a beautiful world.
If only we could be rid of the fly in the ointment.