The Northern Lights have seen queer sights...

Sometimes, if you listen close, they whisper back at you...

The fate of our Halloween pumpkin

There's nothing quite like the feeling of having eaten too much pumpkin pie at 10:00 at night. Max and I polished off over half of this bad boy and a good deal of whip cream as well. I went to bed with a full, but slightly upset stomach and Max had dreams of orange moons and snow that tastes like vanilla. Good times...

And the winner is...Pink Flamingo!

Trick or Treat Town is a thing to behold. A conveyor belt of over 50 booths of candy, we grew hoarse from saying "Trick or Treat" and I don't want to smile the rest of the day. Max had a blast, is now high as a kite on Laffy Taffy and Sweet Tarts and tormenting Alice under the computer desk. Keep in mind that a Rolling Rock six pack container makes a great candy collector. Halloween Rocks!

P & T's Back Yard

We can't let all of you out-of-staters go on thinking we are suffering in the rain.

Halloween 2006

Halloween 2006
Originally uploaded by Mark Yezbick.

The poet John Greenleaf Whittier, who was born in 1807, wrote in "The Pumpkin" (1850):


Oh!—fruit loved of boyhood!—the old days recalling,
When wood-grapes were purpling and brown nuts were falling!
When wild, ugly faces we carved in its skin,
Glaring out through the dark with a candle within!

Teach a man to fish...

Hello Girdwood peoples. I see posting has been pretty weak lately so I can only assume it's pissing down rain and you are all drinking heavily. Hopefully at least the rain will let up soon. In the meantime I thought I would share a bit of summer '06 and the lengths that Party Dude will go to in order to keep his feet dry. The man is a true aquaphobe but he does have a nice profile. Anyhow, keep your chins up and you will all be knee-deep in powder before you know it.

To be or not to be...

Halloween is upon us and Max needs help deciding what to dress up as. Should he be a pink flamingo or a flower? Or both? I know many of you have had this delema before, any input would be greatly appreciated.

Happy Feet

I often have mixed feeling about living out of Alaska but my feet are darn happy about the move!

Stretching

As some of you may already be aware, I have been engaging in rigorous exercise on a daily basis. Last weekend, I took myself for a multiple mile jaunt - only to be in serious crippled pain afterwards. Silly me, I had forgot to stretch beforehand. Well, I have learned my lesson, and since I care so much about all of us...I am uploading this simple stretching How To video for you to learn and live by:


Stretching is good for you !

Also, the Keeler - Mohatt clan has finally joined the 20th century with both a landline (0146) and DSL. We should do our best to encourage them to join in our crusade to bring Girdwood to the world via da blog.

What's up, eh?

Hello friends, just a quick post to let you know I am alive and well. Mazzy and I put 6oo miles behind us today and made the Fairbanks to Whitehorse trip in 12 hours despite gale force winds, dust storms that blotted out the sun, and enraged bison that appeared to be attracted to my white toyota pickup, perhaps it was the 400 yards of green tarp billowing seductively from the bed.

Anyways, I'm alive and headed to Liard Hotsprings next once I get a good nights sleep on the steering wheel.

Sweet powder dreams to all..

J

Riders of the Storm

For those of you still residing in the maelstrom, hang on...it's on the way.

Rossinator

Rossinator
Originally uploaded by Mark Yezbick.

Primitive, Steep, and Difficult - but not for the Rossinator !

Looking Back on an Odyssey....

Looking Back on an Odyssey....
Originally uploaded by Mark Yezbick.

Moses and I hiking up the ridgeline of Worthington Glacier. Occasionally, there would be cracks in the ground that would drop a long ways down - but Moses managed to avoid them.

Rossi made it up half way, but set down after a while due to germs.

Yellow

Today is October first and we are still enjoying a colorful fall in southcentral Alaska. We've been saying to each other, "Doesn't it seem like the colors are brighter this year? Aren't they lasting longer? It must be all the rain." Aparently we were right. According to the ADN the wet summer gave the birch trees a chance to fight back against the leaf miners. The leaf miners have caused the birch to lose their leaves early in a dull brownish flurry during the past few summers. The fall of 2006 has been gorgeous! Now, if the snow line could just keep on dropping. . .

Movin' on Up

After much insane city driving and $100 in parking tickets Angela and I have found a home. An Edwardian Mansion to be exact- stunning view, immaculate kitchen, and a butler named Fetid who makes a mean espresso as he irons my socks in the mornings. Incidentally, Edwardian is a time period, not a style, so don't make the foolish mistake I did and complement someone on their Edwardian good looks. If you do you will actually be telling them they were built from 1901-1910 when King Edward VII ruled a whole lot of white people. Quite embarassing but a good icebreaker nonetheless. I have posted a picture of an apartment very similar to ours, but alas, technical difficulties are not allowing a posting of the actual Casa de Johnny G. Keep your eyes peeled though dear readers, more to follow...

Coffee House

Coffee House
Originally uploaded by Mark Yezbick.

and the coffee was delicious.

Uncle Steve

This is Aubrie Jane, she is 2. She is sooooo happy that her uncle Steve got a job in Flagstaff and is going to be a billllionaire. I am going to be a kept woman.

Can't Wait to get Back

This Spring, we'll be heading back up North to aquire more funny stories. If I was the King of the world (secretly working on it) I'd order you all to come with us, or be beheaded.

And remember to vote for: His Royal Heigness King Peterson of Philtopia!

3rd Time Around the Sun

Tiffany and I celebrated our 3rd Aniversary at the end of August. While we were paddling through this lawn, it occured to me that I am a very lucky fellow.

Transport

This is a 1954 De Haviland Otter. It was our mighty steed for hopping from lake to lake. I especially enjoyed the safety paddle (size of a junior canoe paddle) strapped to the Otter's float, in case the engine died. It would take weeks to paddle this behemoth to shore.