Alas Dear Reader!!! i have returned from my pilgrimage to the land of Giant Salmon, Bald Eagles, Totem Poles, Sasquatches, & large quantities of beer that shall hither-to be known as “Alaska”…
Now why did your humble narrator journey to this mythical land of the Great White North? it all began with an invitation from the Startled Salmon, an arts organization and recording studio located in Ketchikan, Alaska. It seems that the young locales of this small island (population 6,012) have taken an interest in the musical arts and were looking to explore this new found world of expression. At this point I received a call from Ketchikan fisherman, Batuuta Kasuwe, asking if I would be interested in coming up. The tickets were booked and on March 20th of this year I flew up North…WAY North.
The first noticeable thing of Ketchikan is the hyperactivity of the area’s Nimbus Clouds. Producing a constant rain everyday, these Nimbus Clouds of Ketchikan soon become an accepted, wet part of your day. In order to battle this daily inconvenience your humble narrator was forced to purchase an Alaskan Rain Disbursement And Protective Apparatus. With my head protected from the elements I journeyed around the island to witness the wonders of the mileu…
Upon my first sighting of a Bald Eagle I was truly gassed. A huge, imposing bird of prey flying majestically through the sky, landing upon the branch of an evergreen tree so forcefully that the tree bent in its direction. This diving, solitary predator was a marvel to behold until I realized that there were at least 3 more in the area…as I walked through the town I noticed more & more of these skybound fishermen. “Egad!” I cried as I realized that our national bird is as common as the purple pigeons of New York City…
TO BE CONTINUED…