With frost on the pumpkin for the second morning in a row, it's time to head to warmer climates.   Ok, ok, so we're really only heading 500 miles south, and there's no promise that it will be much warmer there, but we're going anyway. If that doesn't work, we're going to head south and play tourist while visiting all of ya'll in pursuit of sunshine and warm weather...and stapler.

The RV is packed with food, libation, summer clothes for what I pray are sunny days, winter clothes for what I expect to be windy and cold days and as near as I can tell 37 pairs of shoes, of which none belong to me.  Who the devil thought a walk in closet in an RV was a good idea?  There are a lot of hills between here and Seward and the more she hauls in the more I have visions of Lucy (apt name, no?) saying "I think I can, I think I can..." while slowing climbing one of those 11% grades outside of Anchorage. Have you ever seen the long, long trailer? Well, this is sure to be a modern retelling. 

If all goes well (ha) we'll get to spend some time playing in Reserruction Bay... If the seas aren't kind, we'll play with the fellows at the SeaLife Center and enjoy not hearing the words "additional conditions.."  It's ok to run away from home once in a while, right?