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Alaska in spring? Well, almost.
Today was incredibly warm for early March, though not as warm as our thermometer would like us to believe. It is located on the sunny side of the house and I looked out this afternoon to see it reading 70 degrees. I realize it was all a cruel lie, 4 feet of snow is a testament to that, but it's certainly getting warmer. The roof was dripping all day.
Orion and I went walking down the creek on the overflow ice. The plan was to walk down to the highway, which is about a mile or so, but we came to a big bend in the creek a few hundred yards from the house and suddenly my feet plunged through deceptively unbroken snow into ice water! I screamed like ... well, like a girl. Most of it was shock at the sudden cold, but there was also a certain amount of fear because I know the creek is fairly deep in places, and this was exactly the sort of undercut-bank-deep-channel area where a person could conceivable get sucked under ice and disappear. (Highly unlikely on this creek, which averages about a foot and a half to two feet deep, but so did our creek back home and it still had some scary-deep holes.) And it was freaky knowing there was water all around me and not being able to see it under the snow. Orion came and rescued my little scared-rabbit self by laying down a branch for me to walk on, so I didn't fall through again. Still, my feet were pretty wet, and it was only about 15 degrees in the shade. Nothing takes the fun out of a walk like the risk of frostbite, so we headed home. My feet at first felt like they were freezing into solid blocks of ice, but warmed up nicely by the time we got back, so I guess I would have been okay. It doesn't pay to take chances with Alaska, though.
I got four Kismet pages penciled, inked and colored ... pretty darn good for one day's work! Now I can concentrate on RC for the next couple of weeks.
Orion and I went walking down the creek on the overflow ice. The plan was to walk down to the highway, which is about a mile or so, but we came to a big bend in the creek a few hundred yards from the house and suddenly my feet plunged through deceptively unbroken snow into ice water! I screamed like ... well, like a girl. Most of it was shock at the sudden cold, but there was also a certain amount of fear because I know the creek is fairly deep in places, and this was exactly the sort of undercut-bank-deep-channel area where a person could conceivable get sucked under ice and disappear. (Highly unlikely on this creek, which averages about a foot and a half to two feet deep, but so did our creek back home and it still had some scary-deep holes.) And it was freaky knowing there was water all around me and not being able to see it under the snow. Orion came and rescued my little scared-rabbit self by laying down a branch for me to walk on, so I didn't fall through again. Still, my feet were pretty wet, and it was only about 15 degrees in the shade. Nothing takes the fun out of a walk like the risk of frostbite, so we headed home. My feet at first felt like they were freezing into solid blocks of ice, but warmed up nicely by the time we got back, so I guess I would have been okay. It doesn't pay to take chances with Alaska, though.
I got four Kismet pages penciled, inked and colored ... pretty darn good for one day's work! Now I can concentrate on RC for the next couple of weeks.
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And the roads get slushy and slippery too, so cars are slithering all over the place having accidents.
Spring is nice ... but dangerous.
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Ay mi...
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You know, they really need to put that on their tourism brochures. Glad to hear your feets ain't permanently froze. :)
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When I used to work for Princess Tours, I felt sorry for the tourists who had their tours while it was chilly and rainy and nasty outside. But I also felt, privately, that they were getting more of a Real Alaska Experience(TM) than the ones that got bright sunshine and saw lots of caribou. ;)
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