Jul 30, 2010

Helpful Hint #397: Being Frugal Isn't Always So.... Frugal

Guest Writer: Ruth Morse
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The FRUGAL TEST:
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All you frugal/thrifty/cheap people out there, it's time to play the CHEAPO game! Check the box that best describes your attitude:
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I was feeling pretty smug about saving a penny or two.... until this happened:
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When you use 6 paper towels to clean up the mess you made being frugal, you probably aren't saving money after all.
A couple of hours after the above incident, I dropped about half of a jar of thyme on the floor. I was so ticked, I didn't even bother to take a picture. Just muttered and ranted the whole time I swept up that mess.
Now THAT was TRULY a TOTAL WASTE OF THYME.

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...and one more thing......
uh, I'll get back to you when I remember it.
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The Cheap Senior Citizen is a Guest Writer who occasionally shares helpful hints she has learned through her experience.
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Jul 29, 2010

Alaska: The Sterling Highway

My third morning in Alaska started with me skipping our B&B breakfast and going to Alaska Nellies. Rawr. I'd been 5 or 6 days without My Usual and I was feeling cranky. (That's Alaska Nellie pictured to the right) (bearing more than a passing resemblance to me and my ancestor, New York Nellie)
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According to Tom's "How to Conquer Alaska in Ten Days" Itinerary, we would be driving back up The Seward Highway a bit and hanging a left on the Sterling Highway to go to Kenai and, later, Homer.
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With a quick stop at the Seward Safeway to get me a nonfat raspberry mocha from their Starbucks, another one of "my usuals" intended to reduce overall crankiness and induce a general feeling of utopia, we were on our way over the Resurrection River and through Moose Gap where we left the Busbees, who were curiously side-tracked.-
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Coopers Landing is a fly-fisherman's paradise. A river runs through it:
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The beautiful blue-green, creamy Kenai River. Can you see that color? It was amazing. Can you name that color? Because I can't, but it leaves me breathless. We stopped a couple of times to take a peek and, on one such stop, just above where the Russian dumps into the Kenai, I found this spectacular mushroom, the type fairy tales are made of. My tricked out pencil box was in the trunk and I was afraid of bears anyway so I didn't attempt to draw this sweet thing. We hopped back in the car and drove to around mile marker 52 or 53 where we found Coopers Landing's Big Secret: Sackett's Grill. It was just a little shack on a gravel drive, but we were starved so we stopped.-
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Glenn Sackett himself was at the counter. We made the mistake of asking what's his favorite or the best he could recommend. That's like asking "Who's your favorite child?" Glenn was a little gruff, making sure we knew everything was the best. In other words: "We don't cook no junk." I got the pork loin philly, no peppers (on the right). I audibly moaned a few times while eating it. It was embarrassing, but that philly was incredible. Sackett has a Winter Cafe at the Beacon Rock Golf Course and he summers down here at Coopers Landing, this being the first full summer he was open. Hence, the shack. He is building and adding on as we speak. (the other sandwich is a barbecue; Tom didn't like it much, but we're from the barbecue state & have unusually high standards)
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So it was with full bellies we drove alongside the Kenai River and made our way to Soldotna to catch up with the Busbees at the Harley Davidson store, where we found Aunt Jan drooling over a sweatshirt, which, in hindsight, we should have bought for her.
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Soldotna is home to the SawFest and we just happened to be there at the right time to catch the 4th Annual SawFest. It was very interesting to watch. You can read in detail about last year's event here if you're into that sort of thing. Tom got a reindeer dog or some such and we sat and watched for awhile.

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There was a small set-up to pan for gold there also, Brielle and Ethan did a little panning, I think.
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I finally found the perfect cabin for Tom:
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The SawFest and the Dipnetting were the only -- O.N.L.Y. -- happenings in Kenai. It was a small town, spread out, actually a big town for Alaska, but not really a great tourist place... which leads me to my next Alaska post..... Doug Busbee. South Carolina..... goes rotatin'.



My other Alaska Posts:

Kenai Fjords, Seward
The Seward Highway

Kenai: Dipnetting
Seward: Exit Glacier



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Travel Info:
The Fish House. Fishing charters and a general mdse. store.
Wild Nature Photography. Professional photos of the area. If your family's taking a trip out here, why not arrange for a photo shoot and get a new family photo for your mantle. (we did that one year in Moab, Utah)
Major Marine Tours. Great tours of the bay. Take the long one.
The Drive to Seward
Kenai Fjords
Miller's Landing

Jul 27, 2010

Kenai Fjords, Seward, Alaska: Glaciers, Halibut, & Whales, Oh My!

(Travel Info and Links at bottom of page after video)

On my second morning in The Last Frontier, Glacier walked into my life. An 80-pound, drooling, furry, sad-eyed sweetie pie. And I'm not a dog-lover. Dogs make my eyes itch and water and my throat close up, but Glacier - a face nobody can resist.
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After our incredible breakfast in the Seward Waterfront Lodging solarium overlooking Resurrection Bay, we headed over to the harbor. Doug and Ethan booked an all-day salmon/halibut fishing trip at The Fish House across the street from the docks while the rest of us picked up our previously reserved tickets for the 8 hour glacier boat tour.

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It sounds long, but it was excellent. The seas were a little choppy and some in our group felt a little queasy....


On the ship, we had an assigned table to use as "basecamp" for the duration of the cruise. I threw down my backpack and headed out to the front of the boat. The others stayed back at the table, out of the cold wind.
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We brought an empty binocular bag, but the ship had a huge box full of binoculars for us to use. I grabbed a pair and pretty much stayed like this until the food was served and lured me inside. I stood out there, rocking and rolling with the wind and waves, smile on my face and just watched the landscape -- the caves along the water line, the glacier-streaked mountains, the bald eagle on a high point, keeping the peace.
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The water in Resurrection Bay is a mossy green from all the plankton, a milky consistency from the glacier runoff. We rounded Caines Head, approaching the gulf where the water turned a glossy black or midnight blue.
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As we cruised, a park ranger periodically narrated the tour with great information. Whenever anyone spotted an animal, the ship would slow or stop and let us watch awhile.
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To the right is the first animal we found -- a bald eagle, right on the tip of that point, guarding the entrance to the Bay.
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We saw a lot of Arctic Terns, Horned Puffins, Tufted Puffins, a few Dall Porpoises, Humpback Whales, Sea Otters and the endangered Steller Sea Lions. The Porpoises look like orca whales, black and white, and they loved to frolic in our wake (see video below).

It was incredible to be looking out and see a whale spouting.
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All the whales we saw were humpbacks and two of them had a baby alongside. Adorable! It was neat for me to remember being in Hawaii one April and seeing the Humpbacks begin their migration after they've mated and given birth in that beautiful and honey-moon popular state. And now, a few years later, I got to see them nearing the end of their migration. It was also interesting to see how close to the shoreline they could swim here in AK.
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Finally we rounded Aialik Cape and entered the Bay. I went inside for our prime rib/lobster buffet which was wonderful. We had plenty of time to eat where the water wasn't so choppy.
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After the buffet, we were at the foot of the Aialik Glacier and we were absolutely awestruck. (We flew up in the midst of glaciers and landed on one later in the week, that's a later post) Out on the deck, camera in hands, all of us silent. The glacier moaned, crackled and thundered as she calved, cascading bits of snow and ice into the water, producing mini tidal waves.
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It sounded like thunder and echoed around the bay. This glacier stems off the Harding Icefield, like Exit Glacier, which is accessible by land, where we hiked the previous day. Watching the glaciers calve is really a worshipful experience. Little did we know it was just the tip of the iceberg for us. Later in the week, upstate, when we flew above the glaciers and walked among them, well, that was even more awesome. I can't wait to show the pictures from that!
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Our ride back to shore was a lot less exciting. It got gray and gloomy and the rain came in. The sea was choppier and I stayed inside the cabin most of the return trip. As we entered the harbor, we found this bald eagle checking us out.
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I video taped the others playing cards so you can see how choppy the water got. Jackie was too sea sick and ill from pneumonia to do much, I just read, wrote and glared out the windows, but Tom, Jan and B had fun playing poker. The pepper packets were their ones; salt, fives; sugar, tens. I had to laugh when I heard B call out, "Mama! I'm winnin' us some pepper!!"
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My other Alaska Posts:
The Seward Highway
Kenai: Dipnetting
Seward: Exit Glacier
Alaska or Busted

Travel Info:
The Fish House. Fishing charters and a general mdse. store.
Wild Nature Photography. Professional photos of the area. If your family's taking a trip out here, why not arrange for a photo shoot and get a new family photo for your mantle. (we did that one year in Moab, Utah)
Major Marine Tours. Great tours of the bay. Take the long one.
Seward Waterfront Lodging. B&B. Excellent people, Excellent food, Excellent view. Musty, old rooms, quaint, difficult for allergies, but excellent in every other aspect. The staff is helpful with your touring reservations and plans.
Mt. Marathon, Seward, AK.
Seward Trolley
The Drive to Seward
Kenai Fjords
Miller's Landing


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Jul 26, 2010

Summer Bible Study, Week 3

I interrupt the tales of Alaska to share Beth Moore's third session for our Summer Bible Study on the book of Ruth.


Summer Siesta Bible Study - Ruth Session 3 from LPV on Vimeo.

Jul 25, 2010

Jul 24, 2010

Jack Pine Enduro, The GranDaddy of all Enduros

Jack Pine time, when "Jack Piners begin to gather." This coming Sunday, July 25th, 2010, another lucky recipient will take home the Jack Pine Traveling Cow Bell upon winning the 85th Annual Jack Pine Enduro Cowbell Classic in Moorestown, MI, the country's oldest running enduro.

"Call it homecoming week, the call of the clan or cowbell convention -- it's a special kind of comradeship that is genuine and lasting. It perhaps stems from a mutual feeling that we have been partners in a successful and wonderful adventure that we all enjoy and the back-to-nature feeling we experience in traveling through our beautiful Jack Pine country. Whatever it is, it is strictly Jack Pine, and you must be bitten by the bug to know what I mean." ~ Oscar Lenz, the "Old Jack Piner"

Lenz won the Jack Pine 7 out of 14 tries in the1920s, then became the chief organizer and trailblazer for the event for many years. The Jack Pine began back when Enduro bikes weren't much more than street bikes with a couple of add-ons. Originally a 3-day, 800-mile course with riders averaging 24 mph, the Jack Pine is currently a 2-day, 500-mile course with riders averaging about the same speed, maybe a little more. The race is legendary; the race is a tradition. Families have raced the Jack Pine for several generations, often with two generations in the same race, sons and grandsons carrying on the family tradition.

Also, for the 34th year, there is a Pine Cone Enduro, a family enduro held the day before the Jack Pine Enduro. Riding the Pine Cone is often a family affair. Last year's youngest rider was 5 with the oldest rider being 81, Ted del Solar, who has been competing since 1975, calling it his "Sunday cruise through the woods." I see he's on the roster for this year, too. I bet he's getting excited long about now. That's one guy with whom I'd love to sit down and have a chat. Can you imagine the stories he could tell?!

As expected, the Husaberg guys -- Mike Lafferty, Nathan Woods and Nick Fahringer are on the roster this year. The Race Shop's Mike Grizzle will be there, too. But who will take home the cowbell? Last year's winner, Leroy Keen? Or Charlie Mullins, who has already won it repeatedly? Maybe Grizz himself. I will have the answer in just a few more days.

Meanwhile, The Race Shop's James Embro will head out to Colorado for the beautiful Colorado 600. And we're all getting excited for the Vegas To Reno run in August. Embro and Hutchison will both run that one. Maybe I can tag along and document the whole thing. {heavy sigh} Wishful Thinking.

The Race Shop, for all things Husaberg
Oscar Lenz quote, courtesy NationalEnduro.com.
Jack Pine Enduro Race Info, Flyers, Registration, etc. LansingMotorcycleClub.

Jul 23, 2010

Seward, Alaska: Exit Glacier

It was mid-day in Seward, our first day, before we got settled in and decided what to do. Jan and B got on board the good ship Hope and headed out for some serious salmon fishing, during which time they ran out of camera batteries and did not take any photos.
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The rest of us headed up to Exit Glacier for a short hike to the top. The bay, the rivers, the mountains, this was all still so new to us, we drove in amazement, pulling over here and there, spilling out the car in giddy fashion, snapping photos.
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The water coming off the glacier is milky, almost gray. Doug just had to go down and taste it. This is resurrection river that comes off the glacier and feeds into Resurrection Bay which merges with Prince William Sound and pours into the Gulf. The water becomes an emerald/aqua color in the bay and then midnight blue in the gulf.
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Arriving at Exit Glacier, I left my coat in the car and went in the Visitor Center. It was full of great info. to read while Tom and Doug made friends of strangers. Picture this: extended hand, "Doug Busbee. South Carolina. Nice to meetcha." It became a theme to our trip and imagine our surprise when miles & miles, hours & hours of driving later, Doug meets up with people he knows 'cause he met them at a previous town. Anyway, we made our way out to the trail and began the hike. Three hikes are offered: A hike to some low spots at the glacier's foot, A hike to the edge of the glacier (30 min. hike) or an 8 hour difficult hike above the glacier to see the Harding Icefield. We took the 30 min. one to the glacier's edge.

"Doug Busbee. South Carolina. Nice to meetcha."
"Yessss." Gritted teeth. "I know."
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The hike was a little longer than I thought. We should have taken water and bugspray (the mosquitoes are notoriously huge and popular in Alaska, but they aren't by the sea). Jackie became short of breath and had to stay back while Doug, Ethan, Tom and I soldiered on. It was a moderate hike, it seemed odd that Jackie couldn't make it, but she had a nasty cough, too, that didn't help. The next morning she went to a local dr. and discovered she had walking pneumonia; hence, the low oxygen, she was climbing with only a 92% oxygen level.
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I found a lovely bench at the trail's end where I could see the glacier in full glory as well as the sediment and braided rivers at the glacier's foot. I tried to imagine Harding Icefield at the top, just out of my sight. The icefield is huge with many glaciers crawling off it's edges. Tomorrow we'd be taking a boat out to some of the other glaciers and even see one calving, which I caught on video for you. They crackle and pop like thunder, it's a beautiful thing.

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Looking down the glacier towards the braided rivers. The settling of the sediment divides the water flow, making these braids. Eventually, enough sediment can build up and force part of the glacier underneath. We saw this later, from the air, in Talkeetna.
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We descended the trail, met back up with Jackie, jumped in the car and headed back to the harbour to see Jan and B roll back in. They came off the boat carrying bags of fileted salmon. While the Busbees took some time arranging for the fish to be shipped home, Tom and I headed back to our place at the point and walked around. We all met for dinner around 9 or 10 pm, absolutely shocked it was so late and way past dinner because it was still so very light out!
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And that, my friend, is how every night in Alaska rolled in: us bewildered and surprised at the late hour, looking for a restaurant that would still serve dinner, screeching through the doors, ravenously hungry and sliding into our seats before they closed.
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Travel Info:
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The Fish House. Fishing charters and a general mdse. store.
Wild Nature Photography. Professional photos of the area. If your family's taking a trip out here, why not arrange for a photo shoot and get a new family photo for your mantle. (we did that one year in Moab, Utah)
Major Marine Tours. Great tours of the bay. Take the long one.
Seward Waterfront Lodging. B&B. Excellent people, Excellent food, Excellent view. Musty, old rooms, quaint, difficult for allergies, but excellent in every other aspect. The staff is helpful with your touring reservations and plans.
Mt. Marathon, Seward, AK.
Seward Trolley.
The Drive to Seward.
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My other Alaska Posts:

The Seward Highway
Kenai: Dipnetting
Kenai Fjords
Alaska or Busted

Jul 22, 2010

Happy Birthday, Punkinhead!


Happy 24th Birthday, Ms. Popps!
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Ms. Popps, PunkinHead, Sweet P., what else? Patti's had quite a few nicknames over the years.
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Click here for a complete history of her birthday celebrations. Click here for a complete history of her life and hair-dos.
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This year's different. Robby is sweeping her away for a birthday date and our family celebration is postponed til Saturday. Maybe we can have a little morning party at Kwik to the Karry for our usuals on her actual b'day morning. Connie, you in?-
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When I looked through the old photos (at the two links above), I thought it neat to see this old one of "the gang" -- Steph, Patti, Marci, Hope and Marj, oh, and Emmit.
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Happy Birthday, Patti, we all love you so much!!!!
Congrats on graduating Law School this December!
You're the bomb diggity.

Jul 21, 2010

Seward, Alaska: The Seward Highway

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It is my first morning in Alaska, a little fishing village called Seward. I crawl out of bed full of excitement and wonder, so much like a child. The bright daylight feels like 8 or 9 a.m., but it's only 6 or 6:30. I pull on jeans, grab my backpack and slip out the door. Grab a hot coffee at the funky coffeehouse in a former church (above photo) and find a bench right on the point overlooking Resurrection Bay. With the morning sun coming up over the mountains, I watch the fishing boats pass by, men and women from all over the world on board, just as excited as I -- a whole new Alaskan day lies before us -- 17 or 18 hours of fresh, new day!
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They sleep. They call this "night." HA! I roll down my window, "HA, you sleepers! Sleep -- I laugh at you," I say with a conquering pump fist. Tom, asleep next to me in the passenger seat, is not yet intoxicated by the AK air. Dall sheep to my left, Beluga whales to my right, the famous bore tide (low, pictured above), moose -- these are my nocturnal playmates. HA! I yell out the window one more time, squeeze my empty coffee cup and embrace the biting air. I see nothing of my Alaska playground, but I know it's out there.
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And now, on my bench, 3 or 4 hours later, I see it, smell it, revel in it. I watch the sun rise behind the snow capped craggy peaks. The mountains here have a skirt of spruce trees with a sash across the middle of green, grassy tundra and snow covered rocky peaks at the top. Fog and bits of cloud float around, bouncing from valley to valley, glaciers and remains of glaciers streak down the sides. The tree line indicates how far the glaciers used to reach down.

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Seward Waterfront Lodging. A small, bed and breakfast style inn. An older house, a little musky, too much for those with allergy problems. Two of the rooms (ours) are directly across from the bay, with nothing but huge windows between my bed and the Bay. Awesome. The owners were helpful in making boat arrangements, knowledgeable about the area, nice and great cooks.
The Fish House Fishing charters. Also, we called it the Tyler Brothers of Seward. They have a big store where you can get hunting/fishing supplies, Dickies sport clothing, snacks, anything that you'd need while visiting Seward.
Major Marine Tours We had an excellent glacier/wildlife tour that I'll blog about later. Take the long tour (8 hours) and pay for the buffet -- well worth it.
The Seward Highway - only highway between Anchorage and Seward, so you won't miss it. Get a tour book at the library or buy one called "Mileposts." In Alaska, all directions are given by mileposts. In any guide book, you can find great places to stop along the highway, milepost by milepost. Briefly: The Seward Highway -- mileposts 106 - 110 - Dall Sheep on the craggy mtn. tops. Mile 110.3 - Beluga Point. Get out, stretch, look for Belugas. Near Mile 101 - Bird Creek State Campground - great view of the Turnagain Tidal Bore -- the tide comes in as one giant wave, can be 6' tall. (get low tide time in Anchorage at airport, then add 2 hrs, 15 mins to it to find out low tide time at this viewpoint) Mile 79 - Big Game Alaska - Driving tour of Big Game, admission fee. Miles 47.5 - 44.5 -- numerous turnoffs for excellent photos of Upper and Lower Summit Lakes. (In Alaska, RVs can stop at turnoffs and spend the night, we saw several at almost every single turnoff.)
Seward Trolley - You don't have to rent a car in Alaska, you can take the big train almost anywhere. And once in Seward, you really could walk everywhere (long walks) or take the trolley. However, we had rental cars for convenience.
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My posts on Alaska: Dipnetting in Kenai, Seward: Exit Glacier, Alaksa Nellies Restaurant, Kenai Fjords,

Jul 20, 2010

Kenai, Alaska: Dip Netting

I love to stumble across surprises when I travel and the dipnetting in Alaska was such. For three weeks in July, when the salmon are running, a few beaches in Alaska, including the Kenaii pictured here, come alive and allow residents to dipnet. Just stick your net in, wait til you feel a salmon swim right in, then drag him up on shore and gut 'im.
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Families come from near and far, in campers and tents, to stake their claim on a part of the beach. It soon becomes one big party, reminiscent of ancient traditions, a joint effort at gathering food for the winter.

Shortly after arriving at Kenai, Doug and Brielle and I went rotating. Just to see what we could find. And this, my friend, is what we found. This young lady in her yellow slicker was pulling in her first fish as we walked on shore. The dipnet process involves a net almost 5' in diameter on a pole probably 12' long or more. The fisherman holds the net against the tide as long as it takes until he/she feels a salmon in his/her net. Then he/she flips the net against the ground and drags it ashore. Dump the salmon out of the net and bop it on the head til it dies. Slice it, clean it and throw it in the cooler, tossing the guts aside for the seagulls.
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The regulations are fierce and well enforced. There is a 25 fish limit for the head of household and ten fish per additional family member after that. You have to clip their tail fins and mark your dipnet card for each fish. The beach is well policed.
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We met some great folks while we were watching the whole thing. While Doug talked with the yellow slicker gal above, me and B went to talk to this family. They had a cooler full after 4 hours and were headed home for the night. They freeze the salmon each year and whatever isn't eaten by the next season will get canned by Grandma Helen (last on the right) to make room in the freezer for the new batch.
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When Doug came down the beach to catch up with us, we met John Harris of Juneau. He claims that his grandfather, Richard T. Harris co-founded Juneau, married an Indian and received no fame for co-founding the town. He was rather upset about it all. Doug had a great conversation with him, digging out family roots and all. Then ol Mr. Harris dug into his cooler. Doug said, "Whatcha got in that sack, Mr. Harris?" and I shrunk. NO! Please. Anything but that. Please don't ask him what's in the sack.
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As we left the beach, I noticed a fish count. Now if that don't beat all. In case you aren't upset enough at "the one that got away," there is a sonar detector up river that counts all the salmon that pass by, uncatched by the dipnetters downstream. As we left, there were 1,311 King Salmon that escaped and 14,434 Reds..... all headed upstream to spawn and die unless the fly fishers catch 'em along the way. What a sad, sad life. I found myself routing for the salmon, cheering them on. (not a great way to make friends in Alaska)
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My other Alaska Posts:
The Seward Highway
Kenai: Dipnetting
Kenai Fjords
Seward: Exit Glacier
Alaska or Busted
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Jul 19, 2010

Alaska or Busted

Our Alaskan Adventure began in true redneck fashion: 6 of us packed into a pick-up, luggage tossed in the truck bed, driving just one vehicle so we could save money on parking fees.
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Winchester shells were falling from the door pockets as we climbed out of the truck at the Delta terminal Drop Off. I was surprised we weren't sequestered and questioned right then. My luggage weighed in at 48 lbs, 2 lb under the max. limit, bringing on a high-five from a doubtful Brielle. Jan greased the palms of our Delta Agent (oo7) and the remaining luggage was ticketed without being weighed. Jan did a little more schmoozing and our luggage fees were waived, too. Yes, I'm going to like traveling with Jackie's most excellent sister, Jan.
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I did, however, get pulled aside at the security x-ray. They were very jumpy about my carry-on bag. They unpacked the entire thing and went through my tricked out pencil bag. OK, so my charcoal blender looks like a sharp, pointy weapon. My B. Who's gonna go to Alaska, the Last Frontier, without their charcoal blender and eraser, 7 different sharpie colors, a mod-podged personalized notebook, binoculars, toothbrush, ipod, antibacterial gel, bandaids and yes, four different pairs of glasses?
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It wasn't long before Jan was gesturing wildly with Agent 007 once again. 007 was trying to tell us our flight was delayed due to mechanical problems. Oh no. That's not acceptable says Jan, our Cruise Director. Bibbidy, Bobbidy, Boo, she got all six of us on the next flight out, re-routed thru Detroit with free meal vouchers and 15,000 free sky miles for our inconvenience. So we enjoyed a relaxing, discounted Japanese dinner in the Detroit airport. Mwah, Mwah, Jan, mwah, mwah, mwah, I love you, dahling.
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I could see that traveling with Doug and Jackie was going to be good for the blog. Very good indeed. Doug had a lot of anxiety about everything (Doug doesn't leave town often).
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Jackie slipped him a few xanax . . .
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I could also see that traveling with EBB and ERB was going to be a hoot.
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Oh, yes, the Rednecks are ready for Alaska . . .
. . . Is Alaska ready for the Rednecks?




My Other Alaska Posts:
Kenai Fjords, Seward
The Seward Highway
Kenai: Dipnetting
Seward: Exit Glacier
The Sterling Highway
Capt. Cook State Recreation Area
Anchorage AK: Paragliding