I wanted to touch on a few interesting observations about life in Juneau - especially since working now for four weeks. I grew up in a small (REALLY small) town and then moved to a somewhat larger "metropolis". After time, even that felt small - comfortable with travel, aware of where stores were, meeting people you knew at the grocery store (pre-Peapod!), that kind of thing. Plus, you tried to consolidate trips out to maximize your time and gas costs. In Greenfield, I knew many people who would not drive the few minutes from the east side to the west side to access programs or services - if it wasn't in their "back yard", they didn't go. I, on the other hand, never minded driving up to Bayshore (north side of Milwaukee) to go shopping, or going west to Waukesha for restaurants or even south to Racine to Hobby Lobby (man, I miss Hobby Lobby!). I find a similar "Greenfield" personality here in Juneau. Stores and services are consolidated to physical areas (due to the mountains and ocean limiting land mass!) and once you reach our place "out the road", there are no grocers, gas stations, atm's or anything but beautiful, natural scenery. Good for Sunday drives, but not so good when it is 8 pm. and you are out of half and half for your morning coffee. Plus, there are only two main shopping/service areas in Juneau. One is in the "valley" (where the Mendenhall River - melt-off from the glacier - runs to the ocean) and the other is downtown. From the south end of the road to the north end of the road is 45 miles, and we live at mile marker 17. That means, we are 17 miles from the very southern end of the road, and 28 miles to the northern end. The valley is about mile marker 11, and downtown would be mile marker 3. Bill and I work downtown, and we hit three stop lights on the way from our place and takes about 15 minutes with traffic (11 of we hit all the lights!). However, many people who are true "Juneau-ites" that live in the Valley don't go downtown. Too far, they say. Sound familiar, Greenfield?
They other interesting thing, one I only understand now that I'm work with scheduling appointments most of the day, is that those of you who live in the lower 48 probably take getting to and fro for granted. For example, I had someone call to set up an eye exam and mention that they would need an appointment on a very specific day since that is the day they are coming in by ferry (if the weather holds). Those Southeast Alaskans that live in the small communities are dependent on the ferrys (or flights, if airfare is reasonable) to plan their lives. Think about if you had to schedule a doctors appointment three or four months in advance to fit your travel schedule. A $100 eye exam will end up costing $300-$400 with transportation costs (most bring their cars on the ferry) and hotel stays. When in the "big city", people will shop at Walmart, the Home Depot and Costco as well as stopping at the hardware store to order light bulbs in bulk, wood and supplies for home repairs and 100 pound bags of charcoal for their grills. They arrange for shipping home on the ferry (what they can't fit in their cars) and spend the rest of the few days in town eating out, visiting with family or friends or simply sight-seeing. Here, you don't get your glasses in "one hour" - the prescription will be sent with the frames you've selected to labs in Anchorage or Seattle, and they will be returned in two or three weeks. Better have some duct tape around in case you sit on your only pair of glasses!
Stop and think about what "instant" things you do that aren't possible in other areas of the country or world. One-hour photos, drive-thru everything (other than the dozens of coffee shops, there is only one "drive-thru" here in Juneau, at the one-and-only McDonalds) and same-day appointments are not available here in Juneau (or other small towns, I suppose). That makes life here a bit more scheduled (imperative to plan ahead!) but less hectic. Taking time to "smell the roses" is what it is all about!
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Our high seas adventure
View as we sail out of Auke Bay harbor |
View of our condo area from the back of the boat |
the sunken boat just visible in the corner of the dock |
Frozen deck railings |
Captain Tim and First Mate Bill |
Kathy waving goodbye as we leave the boat |
Boats in Auke Bay harbor |
Sunday, January 22, 2012
It it's Tuesday, this must be Belgium
I don't think many of you remember that movie - something more current would be "Planes, Trains and Automobiles" - but that it was it felt like as I attempted to return to Juneau after a wonderful week in Louisville visiting the grandkids. I was aware of the weather in Seattle, which is the hub for all flights going to Alaska. It is rare that you would travel through any other airport either to or from my adopted home state. My original flight home was through O'Hare on Thursday morning, flying to Seattle later in the day and then directly to Juneau that night, arriving home by 9:00 p.m. Alaska time. Here is what really happened: Flew from Louisville on an early morning fight to Chicago - no complaints! In Chicago, I had to walk most of the airport to reach the gate for my 11:30 a.m. flight to Seattle. Josh and I had been watching the mid-week weather on the Pacific coast, but thought that everything would be ok by Thursday. Not so much. Our full flight of 75+ passengers were told that our flight was "delayed" - airport speak for cancelled. Indeed, 20 minutes after our scheduled flight time, it was announced that there would be no flights into Seattle that day, and to go to customer (no)service for re-booking flight arrangements. I called a friend who checked on flights to Juneau out of Minneapolis or another airport, but we didn't find anything that would work. I thought about staying in Chicago for the night, but decided to see what the airline had for me. After waiting 1 hour 18 minutes in line, the only option I had was to fly to San Francisco Thursday night, layover there for an early Friday morning flight to Seattle, and from there a "milk run" to Juneau. The milk run is flying into Ketchikan (or Petersburg or sometimes both), flying to Sitka, flying to Juneau with the flight ending in Anchorage. Each of the first flight segments are about 25 minutes in the air, with another 45 minutes from Juneau to Anchorage (for those going that far). For those who don't like taking off/landing, this itinerary isn't for you. Other than Juneau, the airport runways are suspect at best - short, over water and between mountain ridges. In fact, the Sitka airport runway is on a paved causeway that juts out over the ocean. Deceased tuberculosis patients from the nearby Mt. Edgecumbe Hospital were buried on airport grounds and had to be relocated during construction. That section of the airport is still unofficially called The Mausoleum. Safety hazards include boulders from the causeway washing onto the runway during storms, high winds because of its exposed location, and large flocks of birds that live very close to the airport. Airfarewatchdog.com lists this runway as one of the ten most thrilling landing experiences in the world. All was well as I heard my 4:30 a.m. wake-up call on Friday morning in San Francisco, getting me to the airport for a 7:05 a.m. flight arriving at 9:00 a.m. in Seattle, and an 11:05 a.m. milk run from Seattle to Juneau. On board at 6:45 a.m., the flight out of SF was delayed for ONE HOUR 18 MINUTES because the plane was too heavy (per code) to land in Seattle. When we finally left SF, it meant that we would land in Seattle at 10:30 a.m., and I might not make by Juneau flight. Landed, ran through the airport, in time to see that my Juneau flight was cancelled due to high Taku winds over southeast Alaska. There was serious concern that no flights would be flying there that day! I was re-booked on a late afternoon flight, and we did board on time, watched the de-icing of the plane, and finally take-off. Quick but bouncy flight to Ketchikan, a dicey landing in Sitka, and I heard the steward say that they may bypass Juneau due to the high winds and fly directly to Anchorage. NO!!! I was never so happy as when I heard the pilot say they were going to "try" to land in Juneau (when would they decide that it wasn't going to work??) and against all odds, we did. Since I had to spend so much time in airplanes, I have a few "observations":
- The creepy guy you see at the gate will always sit next to you
- the airline magazine in the seat-back pocket will always have the crossword puzzle completed
- if you sit at the window, you will have to decide if drinking something is worth having to ask two people to move for you at some point in the flight
- why is it that only men are sitting in first class?
- the items in the SkyMall catalog look very tempting when you are in the air
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
It's snow beautiful!
Rainy day on the walking path |
In Nome, the big story is cold. The temperature has not risen above 30 degrees below zero for 10 days. And, it has not been above 0 degrees since December 23rd.
Sunny view of "my" mountain |
View "out the road" on a cloudy day |
Monday, January 2, 2012
Happy Hour
Arne enjoying "happy hour' at our condo |
Jill, Phil, Mary, NeNe in the storage unit backroom |
Tim yelling "freeze" with ice cube weapon! |
Jill's birthday (Phil is behind her, next to Tom, NeNe and Mary) |
Sharon, Ken and Bill at Happy Hour |
We also had a get-together in December to celebrate the winter solstice - the shortest day of the year.
Sharon, Cindy, NeNe, Ken and Tim at Solstice |
John, Tim and Bill by the fire |
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Christmas in Juneau
picnic shelter on shore of Auke Bay |
view across to unnamed islands |
looking across Favorite Channel |
panoramic view towards Indian Point |
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Tide is in!
our deck is 3rd from the right, on the second floor |
View at high tide - 10:36 a.m. on 12/22 |
the tide book opened to December |
I love my "leg lamp" lights! |
When I open my patio door, I can hear the birds, listen to the waves and feel like I am in paradise - only colder and darker!
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