Category Archives: Mini Adventures
Got Grapes?
Another rainy morning, but we head out all the same. Ya never really know what it’s goining to be like till you get out there. We reach the mouth of the bay and find a fleet of boats jigging for … Continue reading
Rain Forest
I awake to the sound of a dog’s raspy bark that is quickly replaced by the soft and constant patter of rainfall on the surface of water outside my window. The sun has not risen, but the sky is far … Continue reading
Fish Tales
Blessed with remarkable weather…for the Alaskan rain forest (Coastal Temperate Rain Forest– one of 6 or 7 in the world) we had no trouble our first venture out filling the cooler with, as we like to call them…Nice Fish. Small … Continue reading
Slow boat to Angoon
Up earlier than one would ever like after the previous days lengthy travel. We have rallied for our next leg of the journey. The hotel van takes us to the ferry docks, where we will catch the Chenega ferry to … Continue reading
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North to Alaska…
The getting to Alaska is quite a feat, and basically takes an entire day of travel, especiall when you “cash-in” airline miles. I should have known better, but I’m cheap so what can I say. It’s kind of a pisser … Continue reading
Fishin’ Fools
For some reason or another, there is no early rising this morning. The sense of urgency to get out on the water has wained a bit. As we ate last night’s dinner, grey and gloomy clouds enveloped the lake. Looked … Continue reading
Spa Night
(This is the last “mini adventure” post of our trip to Oba Lake. Seeing as we are less than 2 months out for leaving for Spain and our trek of The Camino, I will switch to Camino mode, our prep, … Continue reading
Pike’n it
Up with the sun for another day of angling. Today we split up the boats a bit. My father goes with Mike and Jill fishes with Sparky, in hopes of getting them into spots where they’ll land some walleye. We … Continue reading
Fish ON!
I am up a little past sunrise. I dress warmly and trod out to the “powder room”. The sun is just cresting the treeline on the horizon and an eerie mist floats atop the mirrored lake. Odd sounds of cooing … Continue reading
Slow Train to Oba
Morning comes earlier than we’d like, as we still haven’t gotten used to the time change. Into the town of Wawa for fishing licenses, booze, beer and eggs. If it wasn’t so green, we’d expect to see tumble weeds … Continue reading
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