November 9, 2018

Friday Funny 11-9/18 (Plants - Live or Die)

Plant Assassin 

That's me, when it comes to plants, I don't have a green thumb.

At the home we used to live in, I had a small flower garden, mostly perennials, so they would come back every spring on their own. I would also go to Home Depot/Lowes every year, and buy pansies, you can't hardly mess them up, even though they weren't perennial.  The rest of the yard was wild, and free, mostly fireweed, wild sitka roses, daisies, and bluebells. The only yard work I accomplished, was to pull out dandelions when they showed up, and picking rhubarb from a large self sufficient patch. 

That's Gus, hiding in the tall grass.

My Mom was the African Violet Queen, not to be confused with Kathrine Hepburn in the African Queen. 


Katherine Hepburn

She had shelves, and shelves of violets, and they always flourished, bloomed, grew large, and quite obviously loved her, if a plant can love a human. Whenever I see an African Violet, it always brings my Mother to mind.

I've tried over the years to take care of African Violets, and have had no success. The Farmer's Almanac website calls them fusspots, and says they're easy to care for, if you care for them on their terms. That doesn't sound promising. 

This past summer, I managed to acquire two plants. I bought a very tiny African Violet at a community bazaar, and my friend Katherine gave me one. I was admiring the ones she had in her cafe window, and she made a special effort to make sure I got one.

The larger plant has bloomed twice since this summer!

They usually live on the nav table in the basket, lots of good light there.

That last photo is of the smaller plant, which has been growing well, and now has buds on it. I can't wait for it to bloom, and see what color the flowers will be. Maybe I can take care of plants after all?

Just a bit bizarre ....  don't you think it looks a little like Audrey ll from "Little Shop of Horrors"?

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November 2, 2018

Friday Funny 11-2/18

What!!?? A flu shot isn't served in a small glass, and labeled as an adult beverage?  Yes, I know what it really is, and I usually get one every year, but don't you think that would be a good name for some kind of designer drink?

Please don't debate flu shots, or vaccines here, I believe in them, and I like being protected from any number of ailments. 

The community of Wrangell advertises all sorts of activities on their Facebook page, and I read today that the flu clinic will be held at the same time, and venue as voting on November 6th. I'm not sure what one has to do with the other, but hey, one stop shop works. Maybe we're being inoculated against bad politicians at the same time, one can only hope. I think we may need an adult beverage after voting, and seeing the results. Either way, celebration, or crying, a drink called Flu Shot might be just in order.

As long as I don't watch the nurse giving me the shot, I'll be okay.

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October 26, 2018

Friday Funny 10-26/18 (history revisited)

I'm not a history teacher, but I can pretend to be one.

I love history, studying, reading, visiting, and talking about it. Yes, I know you don't, it can be, or is, boring. I'm continuing on regardless, I might capture your attention for a few moments.

This is the 100th anniversary of the worst US west coast shipwreck in history, and you probably didn't even know about it.

The name of the Canadian Pacific steamer, was the Princess Sophia. 353 crew, and passengers, all onboard lost their lives when the ship went off course, and hit the Vanderbilt Reef at the speed of 11 knots, hours out of Skagway, in Lynn Canal. Heavy fog, and snowfall, contributed to the zero visibility, as well as hampering rescue efforts. 

A wireless message was sent out as soon as she struck the reef, and Juneau boat owners came out to lend a hand in the rescue. The seas were rough, and the Captain felt that more lives would be lost in either deploying the lifeboats, or in trying to get passengers off into rescue boats. The boats circled the ship until the storm worsened, and they had to seek shelter themselves.

After 40 hours on the reef, Princess Sophia finally sank, and when the storm had calmed, and the rescue boats could return, all that could be seen, was 40 feet of the foremast rising above the water. The only survivor was reported to be a dog, who swam to shore, and was found later. 

For photos, and a more complete story, you can read about it here: 

Vanderbilt Reef today (Wikipedia)

Vanderbilt Reef in Lynn Canal, the wreck lies just below the surface near the reef.

Be sure that you don't confuse the tragedy of the Princess Sophia with the other shipwrecks that have occurred in Lynn Canal. The Clara Nevada, The Princess May, and the Princess Kathleen, doesn't that make you want to cruise this area too? As Bill says, "avoid the hard bits."

There, that history lesson wasn't so painful was it?

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October 19, 2018

Friday Funny 10-19/18 (What, Where, Why)

Blogging about blogging, I can't wait to see what I'm thinking. 😁

When we first started this journal, we thought this would be a good way for friends, and family to know where we were going, and that we were okay. Yes, I think we are accomplishing that, but it has become much more.

The important part keeps track of our upgrades to the boat, the parts, and pieces, as well as the thought process behind the, what we did, and why we did it. Those are recorded in the right side bar under, Stuff we have, and use, Bill writes those. This column has been useful as an online reference not only for us, but to use as a referral when others ask questions. We're keeping up the tradition of Denali Rose's previous owners, they kept fourteen 3 ring binders of all receipts, documentation, user manuals, boat spares, napkin doodles, and anything related to the boat. It was impressive. Thank you Jack, and Susan, (known as Fred). We still have them, but we don't store them on the boat.

I realize you might think I' referring to Jack, and Fred, I'm not, You can't fix crazy is for Bill, and Donna.

I once read a blog post from someone I respect, and she said she was done with blogging. She said she was bored with it, and also, she was bored with reading sailing blogs. They were always; I went here, saw that, went there, did that, and she was tired of it. I decided that I would try to avoid writing that way, after all, who wants to sit through someone's vacation photos, and their monologue about what they did.

That said, here's what we did. 😉

Gluttons for punishment, we decided to go back down Rocky Pass, and head back to Wrangell. Bad weather rising. 🎶🎵This time the skinniest water level was 7foot. Denali Rose draws 6 1/2, and we measure the water level from the bottom of the keel, so 7 foot under the keel, still a bit close for comfort. We spent a night at anchor at the mouth of the pass, and the next morning headed for the home slip. We had calm seas, some wind on the nose, against the current all the way, and major fog. Yay for radar! It was a 9 hour motor..... Gus was glad to get it over with.

Can't see sh@%.

We're safe and secure in our slip now, awaiting the major rain, and 40-45 knot winds that's been predicted. Frankly I was surprised that it didn't start while we were on the way back in, weather often happens earlier than what is expected. I didn't voice that out loud... no jinxes.

Last night, we were sound asleep, (secure, and listening to the rain on the roof, so soothing), We were startled awake by our new NEST fire/CO2/carbon monoxide monitors, yelling at us that the carbon monoxide levels were at dangerous levels. 

These new smoke alarms have all kinds of great features, they last 10 years, talk instead of alarm, have an app on your phone, more sensitive than conventional, and they communicate with each other. We have 3 of them installed, one forward, mid, and aft.

The Nest in the aft cabin was advising us that there was carbon monoxide in the living room, actually the pilothouse, we have to go with their preprogrammed labels.  Bill went out and opened hatches right away to get clean air before investigating. It was frightening to hear the device saying that the carbon monoxide was at dangerous levels, and the red light pulsing. All is well however, turns out that the house batteries, which were being charged by shore power, were giving off hydrogen, and it was a false positive for carbon monoxide. It's interesting that the conventional smoke alarm in the engine room didn't go off, we have had it do the same thing in the past, but with the hydrogen at much higher levels. 

We do have a fresh air vent into the battery compartment, but we could use some more positive air flow when charging, and equalizing the batteries.

The Nest.
We're going to get some projects done while we are tied to the dock, there's always something to work on. I'm going to get ready for Christmas, yes, it's early. I'm going to get my shopping, my decorating supplies, my wrapping, cards, and ordering done, and loaded on the boat. You'll be happy to know I have a really great gift for Bill, and it's already wrapped and stored. I'm hoping to spend the holidays onboard with Bill this year. (knock on wood) The next time I have the privilege of spending Christmas with my brother, and his family, I want it to be more fun for everyone.

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October 12, 2018

Friday Funny 10-12/18 (Bearable Flashback)

We're voting for the fattest bear at Katmai National Park and Preserve. (Fortunately we don't qualify, either in weight, or species.)

From Katmai Natl Park & Preserve Facebook page

We visited Katmai, and the Valley of Ten Thousand Smokes in 2012, so this is a Friday Flashback to that excursion. We were "acquainted" with bear 747 then, and it's good to see him doing so well. He was an alpha bear then, and apparently still is. -Bearcam at the Brooks Falls-

It's very difficult to get reservations for the park, they open online booking in January, and we know from experience, you'd better be ready to click the enter button on the day, at 12:01am in order to get in. We originally wanted a cabin, (just beds, and a quasi-bathroom), but discovered those were already spoken for, so we opted for the campground. It has a "bear deterrent" electric fence around it. 

I didn't understand why we couldn't set up camp in one of the inner circle sites, "do we have to be next to the fence, couldn't we let someone else be first for a curious/hungry bear?"

Bill finishing setting up our Trango 3 tent. [A favorite among those who climb Denali...]
He's wearing a Original Bug Shirt to protect from the mosquitoes. [It works! Get these on Amazon...]

I was inside the tent unrolling sleeping gear, and I heard Bill inviting someone into our campsite to get a better look. I poked my head out, and there was a bear sleeping just on the other side of the fence. Yikes! My first bear sighting, and too close!

Looking out on Naknek Lake.

The campground is equipped with a centralized building for food storage, cooking, and clean restrooms.  We opted not to bring any cooking supplies, (except a few handy snacks), and choose instead, to eat all of our meals in the lodge. The food is excellent, and has one of the best salad bars we've ever seen. After all, we were there to see bears, not spend time with cooking, and cleaning. No one is allowed to have ANY food, or drink, except water, outside of the designated cook building or the lodge. (For obvious reasons....)

Protected picnic area.
The hike to the trail, boardwalk and platform at Brooks Falls is about a mile, and the required bear briefing advises visitors how to act if/when encountering bears on the way. They advise you to slowly back up, and keep 50 yards between you and them. The bears here, are habituated to expect that from humans, and they don't even look at you when they pass by. The bears have more activities than fish, eat, and sleep, but I'll refrain from those photos. (snicker, snicker)

Boardwalk to fall's platform

Bear asleep under the deck

Asleep until another bear walked by.

We have so many bear pictures, it's hard to choose which ones to post.

Sitting by the fall's platform

Watching intently for a fish to jump

"This is MY fishing hole!"

I'm pretty sure that in the previous photo, the bear facing you is of 747. Most of the time he had the prime spot in the river, and all he had to do, was look at another bear to say, "get outta here", and the other bear would skedaddle.

The park ranger at the platform, said that these two bears had an uneasy truce most of the time. They had done DNA testing, and these two had the same mother, different fathers, born different years, and their hypothesis, was that somehow the bears recognized it.

This guy had been in a fight, and lived to tell the tale.

Emergency exit? What emergency would make me run out into a brown bear?

Look at this cute little bear, she's 3 years old, I love those fuzzy ears, and dark paws.

Cute little bear.

This is the bear with the gashed shoulder, it didn't hurt his fishing abilities.

Got one!

We visited the last week of June, first week of July, right before the major tourist season. The crowds hadn't arrived yet, so we didn't have competition for the prime viewing spots. We had time to talk to the rangers, and the staff, and enjoyed the local knowledge. Once everyone found out we were Alaskans, locals, the conversations were relaxed. We took a day out of bear watching to ride the bus to the "Valley of Ten Thousand Smokes", but that is a tale for another day.

Valley of hardened lava.

In case you got to vote, or want to know, whether 747 or 409 Beadnose won the competition, ..... drumroll please...  

The winner is 409 Beadnose! Read about it here.

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October 5, 2018

Friday Funny 10-5/18 (Rocks in the Pass)

Don't HIT Me!

Yes, we are at it again, more rocks. I thought Whale Pass was a challenge, but I hadn't been through what is known locally as Rocky Pass, on the chart it is Keku Strait on Kupreanof Island.

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My son sent me the Google Earth photo, and said, "Doesn't seem like you can go through there."

I said, "Sure didn't seem like it from this end either."

There's a section in our Douglass/Hemingway Cruising Guide, Exploring Southeast Alaska, that a guest mariner contributed, it's called, "Rocky Pass Conquered!", by Linda Lewis, and Dave Parker. They tell about how busy they were with watching depth, current, tide, daymarks, rocks, kelp, and other traffic. It's only 23 miles long, but if you time any of the above wrong, it can be very tricky.

Going in....

The beginning was nice, large rocks with dozens of comorants, gulls, and otters. I was hoping for orcas too, but no luck.

I though 35ft of water under the keel was skinny, it gets worse.


The deeper we got into the pass, the narrower, shallower, and more congested with kelp it got.
You can hear the propeller slicing it up as it turns.

Next it was down to about 17ft under the keel, and later it gets shallower.

Can you see the small numbers marking the depths? They say, 4, 6, 9, and that's not fathoms, it's feet! Chart on left, forward-looking sonar on the right, they agree with depths.

We entered the pass as the tide was coming in, so depths were going up, and if we happened to shoal, (get stuck on the bottom), the tide would be increasing the depths, and float us off. Up till this point, I had been outside on the aft deck taking pictures, Bill reminded me that if we were to hit something, it would be a hard jolt, and I might fall off. I retreated to the inside of the cockpit, so now pictures were taken through the clear plastic windows, and they're not as clear.

Devil's Elbow, make a sharp starboard, (right), turn here, and hopefully no one is approaching from the other direction.

I'm not using zoom here, it really is this narrow.

The pass gets very narrow in an area that had to be dredged just to get 10ft of depth, (4ft at mean low water), and the markers are like going through a slalom course.

Turn left, turn right, avoid that rock!
I'm grateful that the electronic charts are up to date, and that the Coast Guard maintains the markers throughout this passage.

Another narrow turn.

We could see a commercial fishing vessel in front of us, and we followed at a respectful distance. It was interesting to watch him wind through, as he went through the twists, and turns.

See the boat ahead?

And then we're through the narrows, and it opens up to large bays.

The boat ahead picked one to anchor in for the night, and we moved onto the next one, and did the same thing.

Rocky Pass Conquered! The Wrangell Narrows will seem tame after this one.

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September 28, 2018

Friday Funny 9-28/18 (WHEN it happens, not IF it happens)

A wet Aristocat, one of my favorite Disney movies.

Our grey, tabby cat Gus, was basically a feral cat when he came to live with us. He'd been staying outdoors, with Bill feeding him food and warm water, and trying to coax him into the heated garage at night. One evening in October, it was -5F, and Bill knew he wouldn't make it at those temperatures, so Gus was picked up, and brought into the house, where he has lived ever since.

"I'm cold"
This is little Gus drinking his warm water in the snow before Bill finally brought him inside.

"I'm getting warmer"
Gus is hiding behind the wood stove, getting warm. 

He had an adjustment period with the other animals, but everyone worked it out in no time. After he had been inside a day or two, we found him buried in the cat toy box having the time of his life, he couldn't believe all of these toys were for him! (Elsie had no interest in them anymore, "what, that old thing?")

This history leads up to how we care for him now. We have always brought our cats in at night, knowing predators, and bad things happen after dark. On Denali Rose, during the day, we leave the companionway cafe doors open a couple of inches, so they can come, and go. Gus, and Elsie like to watch the comings, and goings from the cockpit, or on deck. We give them a serving of wet food, one in the morning, one in the evening, and when they come in for dinner, we close the doors, keeping them in for the night. Sunday evening, Gus had been out racing around the boat, he likes to leap to the top of the dodger, the bimini, careening off, and landing back on the deck. When we are in our slip, he also races around the next door commercial fishing boat. If we wait too late to corral him, his feral tendencies take over, and it's difficult to get him back inside. We're in Wrangell on the dock, dinner was served, but we had waited too late, and we couldn't find him.

After Bill went out searching, and calling, we sat down to eat our dinner, watch a movie, kept Elsie in, and left the door open a crack so Gus could come in, when he returned. About 8:30pm, we heard a pitiful meow, Gus ran down the companionway stairs, and leaped up on the nav table where his evening vittles still sat. He plunged his head in, and didn't look up till they were gone. As he sat there, he dripped water in big puddles, and when we petted him, he was soaking wet. Bill tasted the water, it was salty. 

Soaking wet, hungry cat, sitting in a puddle of water inhaling his food.

We waited for him to finish, and then got warm, wet towels to wash him off, and dry him. What we are assuming, since we didn't hear anything, Gus fell in the water somewhere, managed to get himself back up on the dock, lost his break-away collar somehow, and came home. We've walked the docks looking for any clues as to where he went in, how he got out, or his missing collar, but we didn't find anything.

Gus squirming while he gets his warm rubdown. 

Gus is a happy kitty, waking up the next morning, after snuggling Dad's leg all night.

He is pleased to wear his new blue collar, to replace the one he lost.

Because of the way Gus races around the boat, we have always said that it's a matter of when, not if he falls in. I braided a large bundle of old 3 strand dock lines, and we hang that off of the stern for a climbing ladder in anticipation of him needing to climb out, but it wasn't deployed at the dock.

We don't want to change his quirky personality, but we're hoping he slows down, and becomes a wiser, more careful cat.

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