So we did it again. Our class went out into Resurrection Bay. We stayed within a day of Seward. This time we sailed on Lindsay II, anchored up in some pretty amazing places and spent some time exploring the shore. Bear Glacier at Bulldog Cove is great. I got up...

OK I have to admit. I didn’t take the cover photo of Yebo (the sailboat). Sailing Inc. did. In exchange, I’ll put them on my blogroll. Deal? Eloise says I’ve talked about sailing the world since she’s known me. I don’t recall ever telling her. It’s funny how she sees...

Every winter we find plenty back country skiers, snowmobiles and snowshoers tearing it up in Turnagain pass – the best rest-stop after Girdwood heading south on the Seward Highway. This year you can add a 12-pound dauschuahua named Isla to that list. She floated like a rabbit and pounced like...

Eloise forwarded the message that we were going hunting. She found on SpaceWeather website a note that levels would reach a 4 for Alaska, which is good. “This is worth being tired tomorrow.” She said as I set up a camera tripod at a secret spot in South Anchorage. Sure...

This mixed-breed canine cutie is stealing hearts from one end of the living room to the other. Perhaps she’s even bridging the gap between girlfriends and boyfriends who leave town for periods of up to three months at a time. “Any which way you dice the tomato, she is here...

Will you, for a moment, discard your preconcieved notions of minced offal baked in a sheep’s stomach? Consider American equivalents of foods containing questionable ingredients: hot dogs, spam, bolognas, Vienna sausages. Enter the modern health-conscious movement.  Recycle. Reuse. Do not waste anything. Well, considering there are other food products that...

Inspiration sometimes rides the coattails of relaxation. Other times, in the voice or riffs of a gifted musician, in thoughts of the people and things I’ve loved, during the time I lay down before falling asleep each night. On this particular night, I stumbled across Enya, a CD not often listened to. I nonchalantly slipped her into my music box. Maybe I just wanted to experience the sense of togetherness that Celtic melodies and progressions bring. They seem wrapped in history and timelessness. Why not?  An easy choice for exploring times all but faded in subconsciousness. I’ve found that like light, sound becomes “white” when you start combining multiple colors, notes. More popularly referred to as harmonics. Certain Enya songs are great for expressing the harmonics that push the threshold of whiteness, a sound that creates an infinate managery of sensations, thoughts and memories within my mind. I hear multiple songs simultaneously, usually in the same...