Alaska, Animals

Owl Myths

Earlier today I was on my way home, driving the all-to-familiar stretch of road, when something unusual flew out across the road.

While birds and flying things aren’t unusual -this object had a big, round head -and it didn’t look like an eagle. I quickly whipped to the side of the road and stared.

“Is that an owl?” I asked to no one in particular.

“It’s an OWL!” I answered.

Sure enough, sitting not a few feet in front of me was this guy:

Feeling brave, I got out of the car and inched closer:

I’ve always heard people talk about seeing or hearing owls here -but I have never seen one myself. In fact I always assumed they were simply myths.

But I guess it’s true! They do exist!  Until next time little guy!

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Alaska, Friends

This Alaska

This Alaska place.

I have had a real strong love/hate relationship with it the past year or so. I love Alaska. I love Ketchikan. I love the rain and the beautiful sunny days and the busy summers and quiet winters. I do. But standing by as friends come and go never gets easy. Being stuck on an Island, a million and one miles away from the people you want to hang out with is a challenge in and of itself. You may only be a few thousand miles away -but it doesn’t matter. You are separated by oceans and lands and miles.

Making new friends has never been a strong suite of mine…so being stuck on an island while your friends move in and out of your life is, well, challenging.

I haven’t done much traveling this year, so being ‘stuck’ on the island has taken its toll.

Yes, I love Alaska. But sometimes…

When it takes you 30 minutes to make a 5 minute drive. When you have to stop and go a million times. When tourist literally jump out in front of your car and give you a brief heart attack. When you just want to go into a shop and not see a billion and one faces -many of who you know and many of who you don’t. When you just want a moment of peace -yet there is none to be found…

And then you go for a hike. Into the vast wilderness. The great unknown. The peaceful calmness of the mountains, the silence. The cool wind and the beautiful scenery. The friends.

When you stand in the mountains of Alaska…you feel so small. You realize just how big this world is and just how small you are. You realize just how small your town is, and the problems in it. You realize there is so much beauty -even in the smallness. You are reminded.

This place? This Alaska?

Is quite simply amazing.

Taking in a deep breath of fresh mountain air is sometimes the remedy that can make everything better again.