And the living is easy– well, at least compared to everywhere else. I took this picture on our way back from a morning bike ride to Chilkoot. Chip was tired so he didn’t mind. It’s been hot and busy.
(There is a red flag wildfire danger warning through tomorrow night. I am not sure what that means– should I pack the silver and photo albums? This is not forest fire country, but everything is changing so fast. Hopefully nothing will come of it.)
Summer is full steam ahead at the lumberyard. So Chip wanted to take it easy on our 6 am workout. Ride like tourists, he said. Stop and take pictures. And sure enough, when we tootled, we heard a whale exhale a few minutes before stopping to snap this view. I waited, and counted– scanned the inlet– and then saw the slick black back and puff of steamy breath.
I have been in Homer, Juneau and Skagway the last two and a half weeks with lots of wise and caring writers for company and inspiration. It’s exhausting, all this connecting. And so needed after two years of isolation and zooms.
Next up: I’m helping out with a Haines cycling tour for the next two days. The local bike shop crew needed an assist, and I love showing off this place.Looks like I can add bike guide to my resume, at almost 63. Who knew?