But before starting on the trip I have an update on a previous blog (#23) where I described the Falls Park on the Reedy River in Greeneville South Carolina. On the flight from Philadelphia to Anchorage, which was seven hours forty minutes long, I was flipping through the airline magazine when I saw an article listing the best city parks in the country. Most were in big cities like Atlanta or New York City, but the park in Greeneville was listed as one of the fifteen best. Told you.
The first stop was Potter Marsh, south of Anchorage; the above photograph gives some idea of what it looked like. After I took the above photo I was told there was a Sandhill Crane in the marsh. I put the telephoto lens on but could not see the bird. I took a couple of pictures anyway and when I examined them later I could indeed see the Crane. There were also ducks and plenty of Tree Swallows were flying about catching snacks. The Swallows were too swift for me to photograph on the wing, but a pair kindly perched on a nearby tree and posed for me. The following picture is titled “My nest is your nest.”
In time I hope to set up a web page with more pictures, until then you will have to wait until we meet.
On the way back to the bus we saw a female Moose and her calf, but I have a better Moose story and picture later. Our next stop was at Portage Glacier, shown below in the distance. There was a nature center showing a film about the area; the time difference (four hours) was starting to catch up with me, but I did not sleep through the entire film.
The next day I called my brother at the campground in New York State, the first thing he asked about the earthquake. I had read in the morning paper that there was a 5.2 magnitude earthquake centered near where we had been the day before, however we did not feel it on the rocking bus. He probably heard about it before we did.
The highlight of that day was a float trip on the Kenai River starting at Cooper Landing. Before starting out on the rubber rafts we were fitted with rubber boots and full water gear, but no hats thank you. Each raft held twelve people; at the beginning the river water came from a glacier and was cloudy but later spring-fed streams entered the river. We saw a bald eagle perched in a tree; downstream there were many fishermen along the bank angling for salmon, in places they were only two or three feet apart. Not far beyond them was a bear, but he was not fishing, just hanging out and trying to figure out what those funny things in the river were.
The next day we went to Exit Glacier; before beginning our climb to the glacier we saw two bear cubs up the same tree and I got a photo. I guess it is time to visit the study group and close, more on Alaska next time.
I had met some of the Bellevue – Seattle study group at the Boulder conference last year; in fact Tom took the photo of me giving my presentation (blog #13). Linda was kind enough to invite me on an excursion with her daughter and two grandsons to the Bloedel Reserve on Bainbridge Island. After finishing Alaska I might tell more about that visit, it was a beautiful area. Christine was a gracious host and we had interesting conversations before the study group meeting. During the meeting we read Paper 160 “Rodan of Alexandria.” This study group has a meaningful practice; at the close of each meeting they read one of the prayers from other planets found on page 1622-3.
"The world needs more firsthand religion. Even Christianity - the best of the religions of the twentieth century - is not only a religion about Jesus, but it is so largely one which men experience secondhand." The Urantia Book (2083.4) (195:9.8)
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