Memories: Making It Happen

We never had much money. But, that didn’t stop Mother Hen from making things happen and that’s something that all of us learned from her. A commercial yesterday reminded me of one such incident.

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I’m a born and raised Alaskan (Yes, really to those who put a review on the Salmon Run books that I’ve obviously never been to Alaska. So much for that thought.). The ironic thing is that those living in an area don’t always see all the sights around them. It’s close by, so the mentality is “I’ll get to it eventually.”

But, as painters, Mother Hen decided one summer that her and I needed to go see and photograph the Kenai Fjords. It would be great to get our own reference pictures to use in our own paintings. We had to save several months to afford one of the boat rides and fuel to drive to Seward. Paying to eat one of the fancy meals on the boat or the high-priced food places around the harbor though?

Forget it.

So, off we drove to Seward, Alaska along with our cameras and a bag-load of film, as well as the 11 bologna sandwiches we’d made. I’m not sure how we arrived at that number, but that’s what I clearly remember. Even this last year when Mother Hen’s memory wasn’t what it was, she still remembered this trip and those sandwiches. Our bologna sandwich saga always made us laugh and smile.

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The day was dreary and rainy, but that’s rather normal in that area. It gets a lot of rain, as well as snow (feeding all the glaciers). The cruise was hours long and fortunately the ocean calm. There was only one other person on the boat that was out on the deck taking pictures as much as us, and his camera gear told us he was a serious and perhaps professional photographer. We laughed with him about why come if not to get out and take pictures and SEE what was out there?

We might have gotten cold standing out on the deck so much, but we did it. Went out to take pictures for as long as we could stand it, then went inside just long enough to warm up. Then out we went again. I remember taking pictures of many sea otters, puffins (one of the birds in a pic above), dolphins, tidewater glaciers, all sorts of marine birds, seals, and several whales that unfortunately kept their distance from the boat. Then there was the scenery itself. The murky weather created a layer of clouds, but under we could see pretty far.

It took years for us to afford having them all developed. No, the pictures here were not taken by us. This trip happened in the days before digital cameras. One day I hope to find them and scan them into the computer.

A day we usually we couldn’t afford, but Mother Hen decided it needed to happen, so it did. She made it happen.

Another life lesson that I’m very thankful to her for.

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