My Hosts

Here are pictures of both of my hosts, Heather and Liz. Thanks ladies!!! I'm very thankful to have two such great friends in such cool places. I had a lot of fun visiting both of you.

Vermont in the Fall

My friend Heather took me to a magical place called Shelbourne Farms. It was a rich person's fantasy of what a farm should be, and now it's 100+ acres are dedicated to education. All the walking paths were designed by some famous landscape architect to 'inspire and refresh the soul with nature'. It really is beautiful, and our hike around this place was probably my favorite Vermont experience.

Look Ma! I'm in an apple tree!

The Red Sox and Other Entertainments

To fully experience Boston you really do have to go to a bar and watch the Sox play. Liz and I went to some Irish bar, that wasn't jam packed with people because they only served booze (not food). We met two fine fellows from Boston - Brian and Jeff, who were are volunteer tourguides to the Sox-mania. We watched the Sox pretty much overwhelm the Cleveland Indians and make it to the World Series. Talk about crazed fans! Some guy in the bar was jigging with happiness~when's the last time you saw a grown man dance a jig? Been awhile for me!

Here's a pic of Brian and Jeff goofing off and pretending to be Park Rangers....

























We also saw the Blue Men...after all these years! They really are as cool as everyone says!


One day we went out to Harvard and saw crew boats racing on the Charles River. It felt very English...which is why they call it New England :)

This cow was also at the Rowing Regatta, it was an advertising gimmick for an ice cream.

More of Bahston!

I was in Boston for a week, and I had a lot of fun walking downtown and seeing History. Alaska has history too, but not at the same level as here.

Copps Hill Cemetery was beautiful, austere, and sobering. Most of the headstones were for young children and for people under 40. A very few lived older than that. The stones are carved with winged skulls, or little cherubs. They are wonderfully higgledy-piggeldy all over the hill. There were also beautiful old trees with all their fiery leaves overhanging the cemetery.

Across the street was the thinnest house I'd ever seen - the guidebooks confirm this. Look at Liz - the whole thing must be no more than 12 feet wide!

Also in the guidebook was the gripping story of the great molassess spill that occurred near Copp Hill. It killed 21 people apparently. What were ancient Bostonians doing with 1 million gallons of molasses? Apparently it's a key ingredient in making liquor. There was a book on the molasses incident, but it did not start with "It's a dark and sticky night..." :)

I'm in Bahston

So I traveled south to visit my friend Liz who is a Park Ranger in Boston. We've had some great weather, and done some amazing things!

















This is Faneueil (sounds like Daniel) Hall, with the venerable Samuel Adams looking very important.




















Paul Revere taking his time for admirers, despite being on a desparate ride to save his buddies and the new nation.












A lonely St. Francis statue behind Old North.















Harvard Massachusetts is lovely this time of year! In Alaska we only get yellow from the birch.

Look at all these beautiful, fresh apples! I picked a bunch off of the tree and I ate three in the orchard. Good thing the apples didn't make me sick. Check it out at http://www.philsapples.com/.