I had the great experience of working in Yellowstone National Park in 1992 at the ripe old age of 19. One evening, someone shouted throughout the dormitory that there was a beautiful sunset outside. About 50 people went outside to witness this so-called beautiful sunset. And most of the people were looking at it as if it was the most spectacular thing they’ve ever seen. It had some yellow and…. That was it. No pink, purple, fire orange, blue, etc. It didn’t streak across the sky. I recall being VERY disappointed that I was bothered for such a miniscule sunset. Then I got to thinking, most of the people that work in Yellowstone are from all over the USA and other countries. Apparently, beautiful sunsets are hard to come by in Pennsylvania, Michigan, North Dakota, Iowa, New York, Nebraska…. What these people were witnessing WAS probably the most spectacular sunset they’ve ever seen. Being from Arizona, the sunset I was looking at that day would be classified in the ‘barely pretty’ category.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
In July 2005, my good friend Mike and I embarked on a spectacular fishing trip to Alaska's Kenai Peninsula. We fished the world famous Kenai & Russian Rivers which boasts the largest King (Coho) Salmon ever caught. Mike and I have been friends since the age of 5 and grew up 3 houses away from each other. We spent a lot of our time at the nearby golf course fishing for blue gill in the ponds. Needless to say, the fish we were going for on this trip were on steroids compared to the little guys back home. Mike and I continue to enjoy fishing and hanging out with each other and I don't believe that will ever change. He's a good friend and a great man.
Having worked in Denali National Park in 1993, I longed for a return trip to my beloved Alaska. Somewhere along the way, I let the busyness of life keep me from making it back... This trip was inspirational and reminded me of the joy I once had for the great outdoors, photography, fishing and hanging with good friends.