August 2, 2019
Well, after the fiasco at the airport we did make it to Alaska. Flew into Juneau, then on a floatplane to the fishing lodge. Missed most of the days fishing, but dang sure caught enough fish to get us excited about the next four days!
Now, you know I don’t care to travel much. Medora is thirty miles and I hate to venture that far. Reva is 105 miles and that really tests me. I used to be a hotshot driver you know.
But the trip to Alaska was a once in a lifetime, at least at my age, trip with my son, three grandsons, a nephew and his son, and a brother-in-law. That’s four adults an...