
Detached from the rest of us in the lower 48 we are anxious to see our largest state. Bringing new meaning to FBI-Full Blooded Indian-there is much to teach us of it's native culture. We look forward to our mission in the tiny village (130 inhabit it) of
Tyonek and learning much about the indigenous people and their age old traditions. No road to get there...must fly in. I am also looking forward to visiting as many Russian Churches as possible and seeing the remnants of Alaska's Russian past. As some of you know we renewed our vows in St.
Petersburg/
Kazanski Cathedral a few years ago and have an appreciation of the Orthodox Church and Russia's history. To refresh your history brain cells, in the 1700's the Russian Orthodox church followed the trappers to Alaska and converted many of the indigenous peoples. Many towns still retain these strong Russian influences. This state has been defined by cycles of prosperity and stagnation. In Alaska's Gold Rush days, men outnumbered woman by a landslide. There were seven men to every woman in Alaska. This gave rise to a local saying the odds were good, but the goods were odd. Maybe they needed a Klondike Match.Com service? The Gold Rush followed the Russian Trappers with a bust followed by the discovery of North Slope oil in the 1960's...which continues to effect the state and its fortunes today.
So how did the good ol'USA end up owning Alaska? Secretary of State William Seward nagged the Congress to buy the territory from the Russians in 1867 for $7.2 million (about 2 cents an acre). Despite the cheap price most Americans thought it was a waste of money calling the purchase "Seward's Folly", "Seward's Icebox" and "Uncle Sam's Attic". As they say location, location, location. Way to go Uncle Bill!
We are really thrilled to be here for the big party- Alaska's 50 Anniversary of being a state. I can hardly wait to hear "Hobo Jim" Alaska's Official State Balladeer break out in song. The state's 700,000 or so residents are throwing a party. Everything leads up to July 4th when they celebrate raising the US flag on that day in 1959. A state with more coastline than the continental US....a state with enough lakes to make Minnesota seem like a desert. Hey, I'm catching on, what other state pays residents a dividend just for living here? Buba is getting more endeared by the minute. This is a place where the major city/Anchorage has Watch For Moose signs around town. Hey Alaska, Happy Birthday! You really do ROCK! And P. S. Don't forget 50 is the new 40.....
Another thing I noticed, these Alaskan Anglers are something else-EAT WILD, CRAZY OVER KINGS, FLY TACKLE, SPIN EQUIPMENT, FLIES, PLUGS AND LURES. A language of their own. Looks like these folks are quite serious about fishing. The upcoming Slamin Salm'n King Derby and The Jackpot Halibut Derby have the locals in a lather. Buba is all of this legal?
We have quite a jam packed visit planned over the next several weeks. While the natural beauty and the road trip have been a blast the pinnacle for us is the Mission in Tyonek Village. We meet our Missions Team on Tuesday afternoon for orientation and planning. One suitcase Pam. Buba didn't understand the need for the steamer trunk. Duh. And then they asked how much I weighed? ARE YOU KIDDING ME! I don't even want to know how much I weigh. Then Presbyteria said "Pam, it will be between us...I need it for the plane company manifest". Oh hell no Pres. I will catch a ride some other way. Once you put something like that on the Internet THE NATIONAL ENQUIRER has a way of finding out. So I told Pres I thought I was bigger than a size 10 these days. Bless her....she didn't bother me again.
BY THE WAY we are back to Boca Style Civilization- The Sheraton! This is Anchorage's answer to the Amanpuri. Amen and raise the flag. Buba wanted to go out to dinner tonight and I said no way. I am in heaven- spa , Gold Fish and a bottle of Chardonnay. Hee haw. No bugs, no crusty oil men, no ice cold or burning hot showers, no killer mosquitoes, no having to wear shoes on the shag carpeting, no paper thin towels, Kleenex, a mini bar where I recognize what's what, a real desk for my lap top, a non plastic ice bucket and best of all BELL MEN AND ROOM SERVICE!!!
Anyway, back to the Mission. I am starting to twitch and get very nervous. Me on a Mission Team? The unworthy Bocahontas? Pray for me (us) family and friends. You know I need it! By the way what is an Organic Hair Design?????