It's eight degrees with a North wind that could turn your face into an ice sculpture in about three minutes. Which means the skating is pretty good up at Rutzebeck by the rock end and great at Chilkoot once you get past the rough front part and down toward the Glory Hole. Here's a rumor worth spreading- if it can be called one-- It concerns the warm upwellings at that end of Chilkoot that cause soft spots and small circles of open water that skaters have to be careful about. Steve at the Post Office says he lit the air above one and it burned.
For those of you following big game guide John Katzeek's trial in Juneau, you may have seen him almost smiling at the basketball games this weekend (almost, if you know John.) Friday a jury found him not guilty of all the major charges against him. Here are the details from today's Juneau Empire.
"This is another day , O Lord. I know not what it will bring forth, but make me ready, Lord, for whatever it may be. If I am to stand up, help me stand bravely. If I am to sit still, help me sit quietly. If I am to lie low, help me do it gallantly."
-- From Prayers for use by a Sick Person in The Book of Common Prayer
So of course my sun-kissed fresh-produce eating body completely collapsed after three days back home in the frozen north. We get soft so quickly. That will teach me to leave. Which means as far as the Iditaswim goes after a blazing start my doggies are stuck in Skwenta with an upper respiratory bug waiting for a vet clearance to push on down the trail.
Well, looks like I spoke to soon on the new police chief hire. Apparently there was a heck of a meeting last night and the assembly decided to end salary negotiations with him after he called them narrow minded politicians, thieves and crooks, and compared them to used car salesmen. I guess it's better to learn that's how he really feels before he takes the job. If I could sing jazz standards like interim manager Julie Cozzi, I'd lead the assembly in "Fly Me to the Moon." Since I can't , I will offer this image of peace and tranquility, and urge you all to take a virtual vacation.
It is so nice to be home in the land of comfortable chairs. (Of course, in Mexico who needs a chair?) I am thinking positive because I think I really could have stayed south until spring. At the same time, it is spring here it seems-- sunny, very little snow-- mild. Strange, but a pleasant surprise. The best things about the trip? Sun, sand, warm ocean swimming, the food-- street tacos and avocados and pineapples-- and being in a small town where no one knows you is kind of nice, for a little while.
I will be gone-- to Mexico-- and off-line until the first week in February. I know, I will miss you too-- but how can you miss me of I don't go away? (As Dan Hicks sort of sings.) Also, this may be an opportunity for a little web cleanse, kind of like the Well&Fit Community Cleanse, but without having to give up wine, coffee, dairy, wheat and sugar. Just the internet. Think of all the things you can get done in a day if you skip those Facebook updates. It might be worth trying to do without it all, just to see how dependent you may be. I know it will be hard for me.
I am leaving for a vacation on Friday so I have been busy making copies of our wills (so our children will not be "Crawleyed" as poor Mary was. Then again, the "estate" does not require more management than a house-sitter to care for the chickens); packing (I used JJ's list, borrowed a few things from Sarah, and then put it all in my suitcase and then took out five things, so I think I'm set)-- and filling a sedative prescription for the flights. (You think I'm kidding?) Here's the thing about me and vacations: I really like staying home. Haines is my favorite place to be.