Thursday, June 01, 2006

Day one....May 20th

What a wonderful vacation. No need for a search party…we made it home. It took a little longer then we had thought …JD had to drag me home!

Just guessing I would say this is my 27th year on the river for Memorial Day. It was a very quiet week compared to others we have seen. My sign that I am now official old… when campfire talk consists of cures for gout and current medications we are all on. Other then the old people talk around the fire we got a few good outing in and saw some amazing things…I will start working on the photo’s and the stories will come.

It was a hot week and we all got a lot of sun while we were out of town. I sure hope I am not the only one sporting a tan that appears as if someone has held me up by the heels and dunked my head into a barrel of self tanning lotion.

Day ONE – Saturday May 20th…

Arrival day…The camp was muck, not just muck but sinking sandy mud that just builds up on your shoes so after ten steps it is as if you are walking on platform shoes. As I looked around the camp wondering WHY!!!! WHY AM I DOING THIS??? Ten days in this MUCK!!! Why am I the only Alaskan girl without extra toughs?….and then I saw my flower bed. I landscaped it last year, as everyone else did productive chores like digging a poop house hole, hauling in wood, water, and gravel, I worked hard to beautify camp. I hauled in rocks and transplanted plants. Everyone teased that nothing will grow in the sand that any work I do will just get ruined. Well when I pulled in to camp that cloudy muddy Saturday, I saw flowers …Tall and strong. Yellow, pink, white, some tall others short. They were so bright admits all the muck. Some little Golden Grammy thought enough of my efforts that she planted some silk flowers…what a wonderful site!! If it weren’t for those flowers I would have stomping around like a buffalo. As the week went on the muck dried up and the REAL flowers grew. A few stay fire weeds, some wild geraniums and some sort of yellow daisy that grows by the beach, when I left they had grown 6 inches. Come forth of July I think I will try some chocolate lilies.

This is my favorite plant of all…with all the tools that go missing in the “Hole In the Wall” we thought we had better start growing our own.

So HA HAHAHAHAHA to all that thought my landscaping was a futile act. Maybe while I am gone someone will paint me a sign quoting our great friend Ranger McCampbell….”No parking on the Fol-i-age”!!!

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  1. Stan Harrington6/01/2006 10:30 AM

    I see the "hammer daisy" is growing quite well, I discovered where he got the seed stock - seems I am missing my hammer that I loaned the Plumma. Mother Moose and two babies have moved to the Mesa overlookingthe Hole in the Wall. I caught them last night at the duck pond, the babies were jumping off the bank into the pond and having a great time. Don't know what you mean about rocks, is someone stealing my rocks again? Might want to check out the Buffalo Clan, seems I am missing some other things!

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  2. Shana6/01/2006 4:17 PM

    Why would ERica let the kids play in that water yuck!!! Father that is a "hammer lilley" I do believe. Heidi your land scaping was beautifully done...my little birch tree from last year had buds on it untill dad "back bladed" it into the quick sand....poor little tree. Hoping maybe "firewood posies" will be blooming it that garden next trip down!!!

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  3. Tabitha-n-AK6/01/2006 5:32 PM

    SORRY I DIDNT CALL BEFORE U LEFT! I DIDNT EXPECT U 2 LEAVE SO SOON

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  4. FishTaxi6/01/2006 10:50 PM

    I was starting to think (and hope) you'd be camping at the hole in wall all summer.

    I would miss you though!

    I hear hammers grow good on the Kenai Penninsula:)

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  6. Anonymous2/14/2007 1:24 PM

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