Monday, July 8, 2013

Go Figure

SPORTS ILLUSTRATED. A few years after J and I got together, my dad got J a subscription to Sports Illustrated as a present. Each Thursday, J would hotfoot it to the mail box in anticipation of his sports fix. Pretty soon I was perusing the articles too and found that although I could care less about which team won and which team lost, I did love all of the human interest components. In fact, I became such a fan of the mag that I started getting into trouble on Friday mornings:
"J! Did you check out the piece in SI about that baseball player who proposed to his girlfriend?"
"Nope, haven't read that yet."
"Oh... well, it was really cool because there he was, about to bat, and then-"
"Hon, I said I haven't read that yet. Please don't tell me about it."
"Right. (pause) Sorry. (pause) Did you happen to read the amazing last page story about the truffle pig and the sprinter?"
"No. Not yet."
In the end we decided to make a rule that I wasn't allowed to read any of the articles until Sundays at which point J would be sufficiently satiated and I wouldn't be the spoiler of the century. My dad has continued to renew our subscription each year (Thanks Dad!) and the rule has maintained peace in the household. And so...

GO FIGURE. To completely steal an idea from our beloved Sports Illustrated, here are some dandy digits to describe our recent holiday:

4
Day of the month in July when everyone in Seward, Alaska parties like it's 1999. The infamous Mt. Marathon race, in addition to the national holiday, brings just about every vendor from around the state as well as many of its residents to this small, mountainous, coastal town.

RVers packing it in before the fireworks at midnight on the 3rd.

2500
Population of Seward, Alaska for most of the year.

30,000
Population of Seward, Alaska on the 4th of July.

3,022
Feet above sea level of the Mt. Marathon race half way point, which is a mile and a half from the start and finish line back down in town.

Runners starting up.

42:55
Record-breaking time by Eric Strabel in the famed race this year. Eric spent 32:55 running up and only 10 minutes running down. (You can get a taste of what the race feels like by watching this video shot by a runner with a helmet cam!)

Eric flying down.

25
Field of competitors running in the 4 year-old girls heat of the Mini Mt. Marathon. Miss Indigo was thrilled to be a part of the sporty festivities and afterwards she couldn't stop watching the other older female runners come down the road toward the finish. Such awesome, healthy, role models in all speeds, shapes and sizes!

On your marks...
Boots are her secret weapon.
A proud finisher!

1000
Vertical feet skied by Kim and J (July ski - check!) in the Mt. Marathon Bowl on the crowd-free backside of the mountain.

Ironically, amidst the race chaos, people thought we were the crazy ones!

24
Pieces of fried halibut and honey butter corn fritters consumed by Team Leslie and Grammie Suzan along the street after running and skiing.

5
Tosses of a slimy salmon back and forth to win the annual Miller's Landing (our campground) holiday competition on the beach. Unfortunately, Team Leslie was not timely enough to the event to compete - next year, it's ours!!

We did participate in (and lose) the tug o' war.
1
Goat lost by the fine owners of Miller's Landing, likely abducted by holiday hooligans of the human variety. The goat's name? Goat. I kid you not. Alaska sure seems to have its fair share of random, sort of quaint, but definitely bizarre, happenings like this.

Goat, photographed around 7:30PM.

and last but not least,

2
Times Kim was knocked off of her stand-up-paddleboard by her loving husband during a late night jousting tournament on Resurrection Bay. In typical Alaska form, no experience was necessary to join in this event nor was there any money, liability waivers or names exchanged before we were asked to set down our beers and suit up. Let freedom ring!

Moments before the final blow.




Sunday, July 7, 2013

Guest Blogger: Grammie Suzan


GRAMMIE SUZAN. 10,092 miles by air from Naples, FL to Kenai, AK and back again. 17 days in Alaska provided me with abundant family adventure time and many volumes worth of stories. The poet in me begs for the most descriptive stories using the fewest words.

Alaska haiku
Interspersed with some pictures
Good choice for my trip

Funny Granddaughter
With a cantaloupe headband
At the Kenai Airport


Children grow up fast
In the Visitor’s Center
As big as a fish


Dark sands Kenai Beach
Castles, agates, lupine, gulls
Tide coming in fast


Fishing, not catching
Enjoying the Lake of Fish
Float planes and loon


Searching everywhere
Finally Alaska moose
Come out of hiding


Homer, Alaska
Savoring the Bakery
And colorful art


Fog on the mountains
Across The Bay Tent and Breakfast
Steely gray ocean


Our tent so cozy
Kayak shed, glass gazebo
Home for next four days


Kayak adventure
Paddle through Kachemak Bay
Porpoise, otters, seals

Alone with paddle
Sea otter comes to witness
This new visitor


Under eagled cliffs
A family raft of kayaks
On Herring Islands


Our next Adventure
Flies us over glaciers
With Smokey Bay Air


Seward, Alaska
The happening place to be
On 4th of July



Hello Tufted Puffin
Alaska Sea Life Center
Seeing eye to eye


At Exit Glacier
We reminisce trips of old
Fields of bright blue ice


Fields of iris, trees of eagles, love and togetherness