Alaskan Adventures Vol.5

[Sorry about the infrequent posting for most of the month. Frisco the Cat has developed herpes in her eye (please, skip the grossly inappropriate bestiality jokes...I've already made them all), requiring a near constant presence at the vet's office and round-the-clock medicinal administrations, both of which are not only extremely annoying, but happen to take up a huge chunk of our time. We're hoping to kick her current issue to the curb soon, so things should be looking up around here. -Ed.]

Wrapping up our Alaskan journey...

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Young Old and Young Sage formed the Boardwalk Hooligans, a biker gang that terrorized the civilian population for the greater part of two weeks. This is noteworthy, as Young Old can't actually ride a bike, but nevertheless sent the locals fleeing in terror through his sheer potential for mischief.

Speedin' like a demon on 101 South/...[Sorry, obscure Dre Dog reference. -Ed.]

Cap'n Young sailing the seas aboard the HMS Bathwater. Watch out for that man-eating enema tube, matey. It's the bane of pirates the world around. [That hose acts as the "shower head" for those seeking something above and beyond the typical Alaskan bath experience. -Ed.]

A truly fascinating article on the bloody ethnic violence occurring in Bosnia (the issue was at least a decade old) had us both captivated. Young Old kept pointing at the pictures and mumbling "Meatloaf! Meatloaf!" Before CPS comes a-knockin', I'll fess up...it was a nice peaceful article on the desert dogs of Namibia (or something).

The Boys out back, building a fire to ward off the blackbird-sized mosquitoes. Young Old didn't get a single bite, while Mama K and I slumped home to Portland looking like a pair of hormonal teenagers.

Don't freak out...that blanket appears to be a lot closer to the fire than it actually is.

Grandpa Alaska teaching his Young Grandson how to tool around in the skiff. Me not being much of the boating sort, the little guy is already infinitely more proficient than I am, and took over the controls whenever we needed to get around during our stay.

Thanks, Grandpa A, we had a wonderful time:) See you in a week.