Fish Control My Brain

Darin's catch of the day - the three biggest fish hanging up. The super little fish was caught by the guy in the grey jacket.

I Think I Can See Russia

We had an absolutely fantastic time in Alaska last week. We flew back to Wenatchee Friday and celebrated our 18th wedding anniversary Sunday - sweet success!

Fishing the Kenai river for red salmon. We had two boating companions - the guide and the black laborador, Lily.

Here's the view from our balcony at the Inn at Tern Lake. I could sit out on that balcony all day, every day (minus the winter months). Don't ask - just know that it was TOTALLY worth it....

The mountains surrounding Resurrection Bay are awe inspiring.

This silver salmon earned me the 'largest catch of the day' award (which meant I bought dinner and drinks). Darin beat me later in the week with a one-two punch - 50 and 30 lb king salmons - caught on the Kasilof river.

Darin had a great time. I think fish control his brain.
Seward is a beautiful place; I prefer mountains to the beach any day - hands down. Here's a shot of the harbor.

The seagulls showed up around 7:00 p.m. each day to hang out on a roof near our cabin - I'm assuming - to talk crap about their catch of the day during what must have been seagull happy hour.

We can't wait to go back!

Jake Konrad, CNA

Jake doesn't know what to think about me hobbling around the house. He's started whining when I'm crutching (using my crutches) and lays right by me when I'm hanging out on the couch. He doesn't like it so much when anyone or anything gets near me - he stands in front of me and whines - so we've been working on that. What a silly kid.

Want Your Scooter? Go Get It!

Perils of having one good foot - taking the cart out of the truck and watching it slowly roll down the driveway and across the road.

Golfing, Guns & a Broken Bone

We spent last week at the Idaho cabin having a great time with familia. I'm just a bit clumsy and normally sporting a few bruises to prove it. Well, this time I really did it. Just three days into the trip, I broke my foot and earned the nickname - One Good Foot. You should see the bruise on my foot; it's fantastic!

Darin and I were planning to ride our road bikes that morning, and although my foot hurt, I was 105% certain that it wasn't broken (x-ray eyes, you know), so I put on my clicky shoes and got on my bike. Darin was riding right by me watching for any problem signs, but unfortunately, I couldn't click that foot into its pedal and only made it a mile or so before he called the race. Oh, if only my bones were as thick as my head. Thankfully, Robin rode my bike a time or two, so it was still able to get out on the beautiful mountain roads.

One morning, we enjoyed Bacon Explosion for breakfast courtesy of Brad. It's bacon artfully cross-hatched around sausage that's wrapped around bacon. It was yummy and low carb!Here's Darin and Mitchie. I wonder if someday we'll stop calling Mitchell "Mitchie" - more than likely we won't. (Hey Mitchie - go into the forest and get me a shrubbery!)

Even with the broken bone, we had a great time. We golfed, took the 4-wheelers out, shot guns, and watched the 4th of July parade. Sounds like Idaho!