Tango and I are sitting in the car, waiting for the ferry. It will be several hours before we can board, but the rain is falling so hard there is nothing else to do but sit and reflect on our time in Juneau. I can’t think of a city with a better location: on the…
We had a day that was mostly rain-free, so Vickie and I set out for the Mendenhall Glacier trail. When we arrived at 9 AM, the trail was mostly empty. By 10:30, it was packed with people from all over the world taking a day trip from their cruise ship. An Australian couple spotted Tango…
Rain all evening. Deep, drenching, pervasive rain. I dug into my clothing duffles and brought out my rain pants for the first time. I eagerly slipped them on over my new, fleece-lined tights and then wiggled unto my rain slicker. Ahhhh. All is well. I was reminded of the saying, “There is no bad weather,…
Rain, rain, rain, on and off. All day, all night. I am protected when I walk Tango by my rain gear, and I am warm and dry at night in my tent. The Mr. Buddy heater inside the tent drives off the chilly evening air once again while I listen to an audiobook in my…