Worked on culling, sorting, cataloging my trip photos. Today, I mostly worked on June 20, 2021. I went from Skagway to Juneau to Sitka.
Skagway has gotten really serious about growing veggies. But, no time to look at tomatoes. Time to get out to the plane. No TSA. No baggage handlers. They do have a pilot. He said he had 2,000 hours of flying time. Not too reassuring.
Switched planes in Juneau to something pressurized. Basically the same message from the pilot.
We arrive safely in Sitka. With our backpacks. Which the pilots loaded on and off the planes.
Apparently, my “airline” makes more money flying dead fish around than it makes flying live passengers. It also has large freezers at the airports it services and they rent freezer space for outrageous amounts to sport fishermen who want to fly the most expensive fish on the planet back to the lower 48.
BTW: This little junket costs $338. I could round trip it from here to LA for $197. But, it wouldn’t be nearly as much fun.
Sort of a downer day at The Asylum. One of our longtime residents who was very involved in all manner of important activities at the Asylum is dying. As is a dear cat-friend of mine. Neither of these was unexpected. But, it is still a reminder that “Nobody is promised tomorrow”. Not even if you are a cat.