Right at the moment, I am 30000 feet up somewhere over the middle of the United States. Quite frankly, wi fi on an airplane may be the best invention ever. ;o)
Several of you figured realized that the mountains in the background were not Virginia. You guys are very observant! The mountain in question was Flattop Mountain in Anchorage, Alaska.
We just spent the last 12 days traipsing around Alaska. We rented a house on the Kenai Peninsula and spent a week exploring all that it had to offer, with the exception of fishing. Beer Geek and I flew on a float plane over the glaciers, road in a catamaran with the boys out to see whales and puffins and seals (and more glaciers), and hiked every chance we got. My dad and I had the opportunity to run a 10 mile race, so now Alaska has been crossed off the list. I ate more halibut and salmon in one week than one person should and visited all but one of the brewpubs/breweries in Anchorage and on the Kenai, as well as one up in Talkeetna (for a total of 8, I believe).
We had amazing weather for the majority of the trip, despite this summer being extremely cold and wet. Even on our rainiest day, we managed to go on a jetboat ride and nature walk and see some bald eagles. Thankfully, the only bears we saw were at the Conservation center. They say that making a lot of noise keeps them away and we had Jones and Shoo with us, so noise accompanied us everywhere we went.
The only negative of the trip was that I barely ran. The house we rented was in a very rural area and I was afraid to run on the road by myself. I also couldn’t run on the trails. Did I mention the bears? I didn’t see any, but when we questioned the owner of the house we rented, he suggested running with bear spray. Umm, no thanks. Luckily, my parents were there, so I did get to run with my dad twice before the race.
I’ll be boring you with lots of stories and pictures for the next few days. Hope you don’t mind. ;o) Thanks for hanging around while my internet access was spotty. I hope to back to “normal” in a few days.