she says:So after driving 3,300 miles from Brooklyn, NY to Eugene, OR, stopping at every ridiculous statue that was advertised along the way and any and all national parks along the way, couch surfing at various friends places or cramming 2 rather tall adults (with shamefully plentiful waistlines) and one very talkative dog in the back of a Chevy Tahoe...
After seeing old friends again (for Jeff) or meeting new ones (for me)...
And after crating Moby in Portland so he could make the last leg of the journey in the luggage section of the airplane with us.. (and Jeff and I being able to hear him trying to ward off the baggage handlers from our seats in business class) We have finally arrived back in ICY BAY!
I'm pretty sure Moby thinks he has died and gone to heaven. Watching him looking out the windows of the bush plane as we took off was priceless, you could almost see him trying to compute what the heck was happening as the trees got smaller and smaller and clouds passed our windows.
But we are back on Icy Bay and it feels good. We have better accommodations this time around: Heat, running water, flushing toilets, electricity and 2 ovens!! Oy Oy! Let the baking commence.
2 comments:
Dear Jeff and Liz,
Your story is truly an inspiration to others to take the risk, to go where your heart takes you, and to appreciate the true salt of the earth. I look forward to living the adventure through you as you continue to update your blog...Liz, perhaps your Pop and I will be able to visit once we get him past his surgery and feeling better.
Lots of love and best of luck in your adventures!
Dee
Dear Jeff, Elizabeth & Mo,
I've been following your blog since your Mom told me about it. It's way cool. Hope she has an excellant time up there, even though the pilots look 12, at least it's a competent and friendly 12. Can't wait to see the pictures and hear of the adventure. Maybe when we all turn 60 we can come up and do the trip. Yours, Charilla Sandstrom Conner
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