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.
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.
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.