Dried fish in Teller
Andrew and I where we went fishing.
Mayle and I near the brook where you can drink the water out of.
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a sporadic account of three lives in rural Alaska.
2 comments:
Great photos. Thanks for posting them. It reminds me of what we saw on the scout backpacking trip to the Big Horn Mountains in Wyoming.
I'm anxious to hear how the pizza was at the airport. Make sure you post a review. Erin, you'll of course be rating the rest of the menu for us non-gluten eaters!
Dad G.
Hey Erin and Andrew!
I'm glad to hear you all made it to Nome safely!
I'm sure the broken dishes and lost shoes are just the beginning of your great adventure together!
I enjoy reading your blogs and look forward to reading more about it all!
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