Well, I am here in Anchorage, Alaska, On the fringes of connectivity.
I do like Anchorage, it is an eclectic sort of place.
It is hard to explore this unusual town on foot. I am far enough out on the fringes that getting to anything takes a long hike. This wild place on the outskirts of town hasn’t been totally tamed, tall trees and shrubs grow profusely in a dense wall of green all around. I take off and walk down the highway to enjoy the coastal nature of where I am. I need to get the little car out.
Arnie bought a plot of land next to his daughters property, It is overgrown with watermelon berries, tall trees, dead-fall and weeds. It is on the peak of this hill that her house is built on. We left home in dry, dry conditions to arrive here in a downpour that just let up. The ground is saturated, A drain ditch was dug the first few days after we got here and now it is just wait for the ground to dry up. Or, see where the next ditch needs to be dug. A bee’s nest was disturbed in the digging. the next morning bear tracks were visible in the mud, where the bear was looking to see what the commotion was. Bears have been seen in the surrounding areas, and this is the ideal place for them to seek refuge. Moose also lurk in the trees surrounding the property, a cow and calf have been here off and on this year. In the underbrush you can see where they have settled for the night. Anchorage is a Moose town, for better or worse, they are here.
The plan is to put a pad for the motor home and boat. It will take a year for the water to run out of the peat enough to allow a load of gravel to be delivered.
But, today? Maybe the state fair with the crew, maybe a quiet day in the loft. Who knows……….