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| "See? I'm still an Alaskan." |
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| "Let's get this over with so I can catch the next flight back to Phoenix." |
Happy birthday, Todd! He’s finally as old as I am! We’ve been away hunting this week in an “undisclosed location.” It’s that time of year when Alaskans fill their freezers for the winter with homegrown organic protein. (As my Dad likes to remind folks: “Vegetarian” is an old native word for “lousy hunter.”) Todd is still up north, and I'll head back out again later with more family. It was nice to get away from the real world for a little while out in the remote tundra. It’s always a blessing being in the great outdoors and especially to share Todd’s birthday out there with friends. And it's always a bit of an adventure. One of our buddies got a bear, swearing he saved all our hides as one evening I was engrossed in picking blueberries when the bear silently snuck up behind us. (Granted, our buddies do exaggerate their hunting escapades... it’s part of the lore!) I’ll post some of the photos snapped on the few quasi-sunny hours we found. Hope you enjoy them and are also able to get outside and enjoy God’s beautiful creation. Even if your dinner’s wrapped in cellophane, not fur, appreciate the bounty!
Clearly the Tundra Twit does not appreciate the fact that she has been called out so many times as no longer being an honest to goodness resident of Alaska, and has even gone so far as to actually adorn her self in Wasilla Chic Camo.
So what do you say folks? Are we to believe that Sarah Palin is roughing it in the Alaska wilderness to shoot and kill an entree for this weekend's dinner in Wasilla? Or do we chalk this up to another photo-op designed to prove that Palin is still the small town hunting fishing, ex-beauty contestant that her followers desperately want to believe that she is so that they will continue sending her money to help her afford to stay as far away from Alaska as she can possibly get?




