Butler County has created a donut trail.
Here’s the Enquirer’s coverage:
Sounds fun doesn’t it? Not going to do them all in one day because sweetness overload. However, a friend and I are going to try to hit one each week. We started this week with Martin’s in Trenton.
Here’s the link to the passport if you want to start
Let me know if you do try it!
Hurricanes and forest fires. Not to mention the political climate. We would all do well to take a breathe and pray for our friends and neighbors.
I think my flight was delayed in hour and a half out of Cincinnati because of weather issues in Chicago.
I don’t know if you can see all the traffic coming in to O’Hare. They had kicked me off my flight ad put me on one tomorrow after the start of the strategic planning meeting started. But it was delayed so much that I got back on. I sitting on the floor waiting to board.
Vote: will I want/need a glass of wine if/when I reach Springfield?
After the countdowns and excitement and yesterday, I’m at the airport ready to head to Springfield and Laurapalooza.
Yes you will probably also get some photos from the plane.
I’m on my way, sorta.
Yeah, it’s me your friend with much bigger ideas than actually getting to blog. I will at least try to keep you updated with the Laurapalooza events. Laurapalooza being the scholarly conference held by the Laura Ingalls Wilder Legacy and Research Association. As of the beginning of this year, I am a board member so I will bring you all the details.
So to start here is my suggestion of what to pack. (Yes, I need to learn how to edit video)
Here’s a link to the author’s appearing
Delayed at least 75 minutes out of Anchorage and my ribs hurt. I’m ready to be home.
This brings us to today. Our last day here. All flights leave Anchorage around midnight so it’s an odd day with time to kill. Very hurry up and wait. Especially since we weren’t going to the restart and had to find something to fill the day.
We had breakfast at the hotel and waited around until almost check out time to store our luggage and check out. We were going to go to a craft show, but I couldn’t find the address again. Not a big deal, we didn’t really have the space to pack any more.
We did go to an overlook Joanne had told me about last night. We have had the clearest weather possible, and the mountains, sky, and water…. Pictures speak louder than words.
We went to the Alaska Aviation History museum because my Dad loves air museums. I don’t think I realized how much went on with the Japanese during WWII in Alaska. Or that the Russians were using the Lend-Lease act and getting everything through Fairbanks. We could also go up in the old control tower, so more blue skies and mountains.
With still time to kill, we drove down the Seward Highway. It was the word beautiful is getting overused. I feel like Laura Ingalls Wilder trying to describe San Francisco and the World’s Fair to Almanzo. 🙂
We stopped for dinner and now are waiting in the lobby to go over to the airport.
After watching the start and stopping at another souvenir store, we went back to the hotel to change out of the boots and bibs.
Every year, I participate in the Idita-support Christmas exchange. A few years ago, Maureen sent me some Alaska Wildberry candy. It was jelly filled chocolates and quite good (and I’m not a chocolate fan) I wanted to go there and get some more. We found it just a few miles from the hotel.
It had a variety of gifts and was a nice store. Can’t wait to taste some of it when I get home.
As we came out of the store, I got a text from Roland (Laura Ingalls Wilder online friend from yesterday) that THE Mountain was out and to head over to Earthquake Park. We did, and it was a grear view (Thank you) Also, look how deep the snow is compared to the park bench.
Afterwards, we went to dinner at Gwennies. The Idita-support list has a dinner there the day of the Iditarod start every year. It was so nice to go in person and meet everyone from online. Joanne who was my Secret Santa year before last; Maureen, Nonna and Fred- he’s run the race and they now live down the street from Libby Riddles. (First woman of two to ever win the race) Karin Hendrickson is running the race this year, and her Mom attended our dinner. Gail, who coordinates it every year. Helen, who posts every mushing article one could possible find. Loved putting faces with names!
We arrived in Anchorage and parked around 8am. There were a lot of handlers out. Most of the photos of me with the mushers are on my aunt’s camera, so I will have to post them later. I took more photos of dog trucks. We walked up and down talking to people as we could without interrupting. It was 3 degrees when we got there, and it warmed up to 15. I was surprised how comfortable I was. I was cool, but not cold.
Dad spent a fair amount of time talking Alan Eischens – have to see how he does in the race!
Good thing about it being cold – I have my hood up so you can’t see what horrible things the headband does to my hair.
We stood right before the starting line so I can could take photos of everyone right before they started.
When I get home, I’ll load them up to the Facebook page and label them better.
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We had a snack.
I made it about 3.5 hours before I had to warm up, right after Aliy started. There was a lot of cheering for her.
We did a little shopping, and the rest of the day will be the next entry. It’s time to go to the craft fair.
We did finally leave the hotel after breakfast, King crab & shrimp omelette. I love seafood, and will eat it whenever I have an excuse. I published a photo of some mountains, which a friend corrected me that they were just mountains not The mountain, oh well, still pretty.
I have to say when we were here in 2009. I wasn’t that impressed with Alaska. It was rainy, and it just wasn’t that much different than the US Rockies, and the Canadian Rockies were still the most beautiful place I’ve ever been. Alaska in the winter gives them a run for the money.
We went to the Ulu knife store to get my Dad a replacement for the knife he lost after the first trip. When we get back, I should share my photos of all my souvenirs. We saw Ken Anderson’s dogs being dropped. I remember him because he has the same name as the quarterback. 🙂 Then we saw the snow sculptures across the street.
We went up to 4th Avenue to scout out where the start would be and shop some more.
Then we met up with one of my Laurapalooza friends for awhile at the Fur Rondy Carnival. He gave us great suggestions, including dinner at Artic Roadrunner, where I had a salmon burger (more fish)
We came back to the hotel, and we keep taking photos out the car windows (no I don’t while I’m driving) Also, the Subaru compact SUV we have is not the most comfortable car I’ve ever been in.