Category: My Photos

Here is a tree. Well, more than one, actually – but one on the left is closer and more salient.

Earlier, Arthur and I went out in the boat. We caught one (1) fish. A small sea bass type fish. But perhaps it’s a step in the right direction. Here is a bald eagle supervising traffic at the entrance to the Port Saint Nicholas fiord.

Later we went into town. I saw this car elevated in an unusual way. Alaskans take the availability of heavy machinery for granted.

[daily log: walking, 1.5km]

A tree challenging the sky.

Earlier, I saw this pink sea star heading for the rising sun at low tide. It looks like Patrick Star taking a jog.

[daily log: walking, 4.5km]

Arthur and I went out in the boat in the morning. Still no fish. I worry, sometimes, that Arthur is making some major mistake with respect to his fishing technique, which is causing the fish to avoid us. I wouldn’t know if he was – because I have very little experience fishing. On the way back to the house in the boat, we experienced some disconcerting engine behavior with the outboard motor. So we need to deal with that.
In the afternoon, we took a walk down the road. We met a bear. Arthur said, “Looks like it’s time to go the other direction.” I agreed.
Here is a tree past mile 9.

Here is water looking out at San Juan Island, in the morning.

Here is the bear (blackish blur, lower center of picture).

[daily log: walking, 3km]

Arthur and I went out in the somewhat debarnacled boat this afternoon, after getting it back in the water. There was a steady drizzle. No fish.
So I didn’t take a picture of a tree. I offer this fine tree from my archives – taken near Kaikoura, New Zealand, 2011.

Here is the boat, back in the water.

[daily log: walking, 1km]

I went to the airport to pick up Arthur on his way back from the VA in Juneau – but the leg of his flight from Sitka to Klawock was canceled due to weather. It is misty and drizzly with very low visibility. So I came back home.
Here is a purplish tree in front of someone’s house along the expressway. Some kind of maple. It came out somewhat blurry.

[daily log: walking, 3km]

Arthur will stay another night in Juneau.
Hopefully they don’t find anything unexpected.
Here is a tree.

[daily log: walking, 2km]

I took Arthur to the airport this morning. He has some tests the VA doctors want done, and needs to be at the hospital in Juneau.
Later in the day, he called me to say the doctors are keeping him overnight. This is … concerning – but not overly so. Arthur and I have already discussed that the doctors at the Juneau VA seem overly cautious. He feels like they are wasting his time, but he nevertheless is deferring to their wishes. We’ll see what happens.
I took this picture of a tree against a metal shed at the airport this morning.

Here is the airport.

[daily log: walking, 2km]

Arthur and I went out in the boat today. Still fishless, though.
The tide was very low in the morning. I took this picture of a tree reflected in the water with a fat starfish under the water in the shade of the dock.

Here is the low tide – you could actually step from the beach to the dock.

Here is a sea otter I saw.

[daily log: walking, 1.5km]

This is a the tree at the corner where the new driveway splits off from the expressway.

I am making progress on the well shed thingy.

[daily log: walking, 1km; digging gravel, 50cm]

I drove to Hollis this morning, to drop Arthur at the ferry for a day trip into Ketchikan, because he is supposed to get MRI and CT scans. I told him to watch out for those high-energy photons.
I stopped by the road on the way back to Craig, and took this picture of a tree (or rather, it’s the snag that’s so prominent, here).

I also made this unexpected anachronism sighting by the road near Hollis.

I drove back to Craig, hung out at home (I didn’t get called to substitute, today), then drove back to Hollis in the evening to get Arthur back off the ferry.
[daily log: walking, 1km; driving, 130km]

I got to go be a substitute teacher today.
Here is a tree (or three) at the north side of the Craig Elementary School playground, today.

[daily log: walking, 1km]

Arthur and I went out fishing this morning, fishlessly, and when we got back well after lunch, I was feeling rather “under the weather.”
I have almost never experienced anything like seasickness in my life, but the seas were somewhat heavy as we reentered Port Saint Nicholas, and I think that there is a kind of exhaustingness in riding the boat up and down across the water. I was driving, too, which requires some degree of intense focus.
So I took no walk in the afternoon, and I took no picture of any tree.
Here is a tree from my archives. I saw this tree ten years ago this month, during a visit to 장수 (Jangsu), the village in South Korea’s Jeollabuk province that is my friend Curt’s hometown.

If I recall correctly, that Buddhist temple is the one that Curt’s father was a deacon for (or whatever is the Buddhist equivalent of a deacon – in any event, a lay administrator).
[daily log: walking, 1km]

Here is a tree from the archives. I took this picture of a tree at the back entrance (parking garage entrance) of the Urimbobo apartment building, where I lived for 7 out of the 11 years I lived in Korea. So I knew the tree well, and no doubt walked past it hundreds if not thousands of times – I would pass it anytime I left my apartment building to go anywhere except to work, as all the shopping and the closest subway station were out the back entrance.

At the time I took the picture, I was noticing the Buddhist icon (the swastika) on the advertising – realizing I had a Buddhist fortune-teller in my building with me.
I didn’t take a picture of a tree today because I was working on my well-head-shed-thingy, and got really tired out doing that.

[daily log: digging, a lot]

Arthur and I went out in the boat, past Baker Island. That’s farther than I’ve ever gone with Arthur in his boat before. I think he was hoping to find some early Coho Salmon. But no fish.
I saw this tree, on an island.

At Siketi Sound, if you look southwest, you see the open ocean. There were broad, slow, large swells rolling in from the sea.

[daily log: walking, 1.5km]

This is the tree outside the kitchen window, as seen from the balcony.

The hole seems wholly unholy. 헐…

[daily log: walking, 1km; digging down, 0.5m]

Here is a tree from the archives.

I didn’t walk or take pictures of trees because I was digging a hole.

The hole will accommodate a pipe off the new well-head, when the well-drilling guys return to put in the pump.
The hole is difficult to dig because there are quite large rocks embedded in the gravel, which Richard put those rocks there when he was building the driveway / parking pad, where the new well is located.
[daily log: digging rocks, 1m down]