<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707000138932983276</id><updated>2011-07-30T16:33:22.873-08:00</updated><category term='salmon'/><category term='bears'/><category term='cold'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Alaska'/><category term='Last Frontier'/><title type='text'>Loulane Lambert's Lists for Life</title><subtitle type='html'>by Barbara Larmon Failing</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Copyright 2010 by Barbara Larmon Failing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077147816868186723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SUal04lVSnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3g_qZ9cN9Wo/S220/2005+April+014.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707000138932983276.post-4715618816938395890</id><published>2010-08-31T16:55:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T08:38:42.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Float Planes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TH6BikwacRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YCg22BQy3Ok/s1600/FloatPlaneArriving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TH6BikwacRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YCg22BQy3Ok/s400/FloatPlaneArriving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511985424930337042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suskeegach is on an island surrounded by many other islands. Since there are no bridges, people depend on the inter-island ferry and planes - float planes - to hop from town to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A float plane is basically just a plane except that it has floats under the fuselage instead of landing wheels. Taking a float planes can be a bit embarrassing since you have to reveal your weight. The planes are small, and the airline has to be careful how much weight it carries as well as how it's distributed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These colorful small planes are all over the sky in Suskeegach. Some are gray but many are yellow, red, or blue. They are quite loud when starting up. I like sitting on the rocks besides the Narrows and watching them take off and swoop down for a landing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707000138932983276-4715618816938395890?l=loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4715618816938395890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/float-planes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/4715618816938395890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/4715618816938395890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/float-planes.html' title='Float Planes'/><author><name>Copyright 2010 by Barbara Larmon Failing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077147816868186723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SUal04lVSnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3g_qZ9cN9Wo/S220/2005+April+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TH6BikwacRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YCg22BQy3Ok/s72-c/FloatPlaneArriving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707000138932983276.post-3987904615628293931</id><published>2010-08-16T08:15:00.009-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T08:37:06.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TGlpEiVcpzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/TlNoo_oQ_Tc/s1600/IMG_4367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TGlpEiVcpzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/TlNoo_oQ_Tc/s400/IMG_4367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506047546094298930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TGlo8Ad_YUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/oHX_7ndWhRA/s1600/IMG_4368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TGlo8Ad_YUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/oHX_7ndWhRA/s400/IMG_4368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506047399564370242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TGlo00zFCzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LP1sAZwnT8A/s1600/IMG_4375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TGlo00zFCzI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LP1sAZwnT8A/s400/IMG_4375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506047276172512050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If it's August in Suskeegach, then it must be the Blueberry Festival. And if it's the Blueberry Festival, then it must be slugs. As in the Annual Slug Race. That's when kids of all ages gather slugs from inside mailboxes, under rocks, along a stream or anywhere they can be found. Plop it/them into a traveling home - a plastic container of some sort - and then you're off to the race. First is the weigh-in and then the fun begins. The entrants are plopped in the center circle of an elevated square wooden racetrack. The first one to slime its way to the outer, larger circle is -- the WINNER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707000138932983276-3987904615628293931?l=loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3987904615628293931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/slugs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/3987904615628293931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/3987904615628293931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2010/08/slugs.html' title='Slugs'/><author><name>Copyright 2010 by Barbara Larmon Failing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077147816868186723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SUal04lVSnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3g_qZ9cN9Wo/S220/2005+April+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TGlpEiVcpzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/TlNoo_oQ_Tc/s72-c/IMG_4367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707000138932983276.post-9092736934781988679</id><published>2010-06-18T07:01:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T08:22:46.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whales - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TBuRTCHmAOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rZ97mCBRLu4/s1600/BowheadWhaleG_468x266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TBuRTCHmAOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rZ97mCBRLu4/s400/BowheadWhaleG_468x266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484136727425974498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a coolest of cool thing about the Last Frontier - the whales. One type is the bowhead whale. These giants (adults can be 60 feet and weigh in at 100 tons) hang out in the Arctic Ocean and don't migrate south to feed like most whales. Instead, with over a foot of blubber as padding and a massive head (perfectly suited for ramming ice), they swim north in April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowheads are black with a white spot on their snouts, and their calves  or babies are blue/gray. Bowheads have two blow holes and can pop  through a foot of ice to  breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike other whales, they're not very social, preferring to have pods of three or so buddies while feeding in the spring. In the fall, the buddy number shoots up to fifty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they visited Suskeegach, these bowheads could easily explore the bottom of the Narrows as they can dive to 500 feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707000138932983276-9092736934781988679?l=loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/9092736934781988679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/whales-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/9092736934781988679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/9092736934781988679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/whales-part-1.html' title='Whales - Part 1'/><author><name>Copyright 2010 by Barbara Larmon Failing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077147816868186723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SUal04lVSnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3g_qZ9cN9Wo/S220/2005+April+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TBuRTCHmAOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rZ97mCBRLu4/s72-c/BowheadWhaleG_468x266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707000138932983276.post-5311888970031764972</id><published>2010-06-10T04:11:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T04:19:42.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ding-a-ling-ling-ling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TBDX2m88TwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/vmXfRrY1kaM/s1600/skunk-cabbage-bloom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 354px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TBDX2m88TwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/vmXfRrY1kaM/s400/skunk-cabbage-bloom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481118079678959362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ding-a-ling-ling! That's the sound of the bears' inner alarm. They've been waking up in the mountain forests of Suskeegach for over a month now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I know? Easy - skunk cabbage. The other day I went for a walk around Chinook Lake Trail and the center pistil of the skunk cabbage was missing. For some reason, bears like that center spear as a tasty wake-up snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that they're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;, that means - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BEWARE&lt;/span&gt;! Especially because the most aggressive bear will be a Mama protecting her cubbies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707000138932983276-5311888970031764972?l=loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5311888970031764972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/ding-ling-ling-ling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/5311888970031764972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/5311888970031764972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2010/06/ding-ling-ling-ling.html' title='Ding-a-ling-ling-ling!'/><author><name>Copyright 2010 by Barbara Larmon Failing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077147816868186723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SUal04lVSnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3g_qZ9cN9Wo/S220/2005+April+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/TBDX2m88TwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/vmXfRrY1kaM/s72-c/skunk-cabbage-bloom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707000138932983276.post-1284080750515290156</id><published>2010-05-10T09:05:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T09:53:24.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Aboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/S-g_kxHfTKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xh90QWUYCT0/s1600/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 78px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/S-g_kxHfTKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xh90QWUYCT0/s400/index.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469691648334056610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of May heralds all sorts of things from warm weather to flowers to the prom (which I'm not going to because it's only for seniors, so I have three more years to worry about&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; that&lt;/span&gt;). But in Suskeegach, May also means the arrival of the first cruise ship of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which also means shops closed for the winter are opening, the yellow-vested crossing guards are  directing pedestrian traffic, and all kinds of tourists are wandering about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for me, I like having these one-day guests around. I like sharing my home, my Suskeegach with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707000138932983276-1284080750515290156?l=loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1284080750515290156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-aboard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/1284080750515290156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/1284080750515290156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-aboard.html' title='All Aboard'/><author><name>Copyright 2010 by Barbara Larmon Failing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077147816868186723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SUal04lVSnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3g_qZ9cN9Wo/S220/2005+April+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/S-g_kxHfTKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xh90QWUYCT0/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707000138932983276.post-2393720963254337643</id><published>2010-05-04T15:03:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T15:33:17.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break-up Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nenanaakiceclassic.com/april2910d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://www.nenanaakiceclassic.com/april2910d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not talking about a boy-girl break-up here. I'm talking ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In late April or early May the temperature starts to rise a bit, and the ice starts breaking up in the big rivers like the Yukon, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kuskokwim&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tanana&lt;/span&gt;. Since 1917, the town of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nenana&lt;/span&gt; has fun with this by sponsoring the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nenana&lt;/span&gt; Ice Classic, a contest to see who can name the exact time when the ice goes out on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tanana&lt;/span&gt; River. A line is attached from a tripod on the ice to a clock on shore. When the line moves, the clock stops and the time is recorded. The lucky winner or winners wins a huge jackpot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's this year's photo of the &lt;a href="http://www.nenanaakiceclassic.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nenana&lt;/span&gt; Ice Classic&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707000138932983276-2393720963254337643?l=loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2393720963254337643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/break-up-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/2393720963254337643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/2393720963254337643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/break-up-time.html' title='Break-up Time'/><author><name>Copyright 2010 by Barbara Larmon Failing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077147816868186723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SUal04lVSnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3g_qZ9cN9Wo/S220/2005+April+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707000138932983276.post-3480348468938799237</id><published>2009-11-10T09:09:00.005-09:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T09:24:46.276-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail! Rain! Sun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SvmvePjcgWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xLnWNfo4cTg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SvmvePjcgWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xLnWNfo4cTg/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402542162113757538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suskeegach - my new home in Alaska - has micro climates all over town. For example, I'll be walking down a hill and FLASH! it will start hailing. Then FLASH! it will turn to pelting rain. Then FLASH and it's sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should have a raincoat with a hood, waterproof shoes/boots and maybe sunscreen???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what some travel experts say about how to dress for Alaska weather: &lt;a href="http://alaska.org/what-to-wear.jsp"&gt;http://alaska.org/what-to-wear.jsp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, mostly I just wear a hoodie. So sometimes I'm wet. WET.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707000138932983276-3480348468938799237?l=loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3480348468938799237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/hail-rain-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/3480348468938799237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/3480348468938799237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2009/11/hail-rain-sun.html' title='Hail! Rain! Sun!'/><author><name>Copyright 2010 by Barbara Larmon Failing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077147816868186723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SUal04lVSnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3g_qZ9cN9Wo/S220/2005+April+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SvmvePjcgWI/AAAAAAAAAE0/xLnWNfo4cTg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707000138932983276.post-7666189655414060914</id><published>2009-10-22T08:49:00.011-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T17:31:45.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SuCQZULE5LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/C3PpU6I3FfU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 123px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SuCQZULE5LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/C3PpU6I3FfU/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395471118176150706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not talking King Henry or George here. I'm talking king salmon, also known as chinook. They are the prize salmon of Alaska. Kings are the largest salmon in the Pacific species. Usually the moms and dads weigh around 25 pounds. But some super-duper derby winners have been over 100 pounds. And it's also not too unusual to find a squirmy fifty pounder on the other end of your fishing rod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of salmon are caught, but only about 1% of them are royalty. Kings are easy to spot, once you wrangle them up on deck. They're greenish-blue on their back and silver on the side with little black dots along the top. They're usually about a yard long, but occasionally you might see a five footer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Loulane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707000138932983276-7666189655414060914?l=loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7666189655414060914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/kings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/7666189655414060914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/7666189655414060914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/kings.html' title='Kings'/><author><name>Copyright 2010 by Barbara Larmon Failing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077147816868186723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SUal04lVSnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3g_qZ9cN9Wo/S220/2005+April+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SuCQZULE5LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/C3PpU6I3FfU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707000138932983276.post-2494575264849779909</id><published>2009-10-14T16:08:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:45:00.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salmon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alaska'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Last Frontier'/><title type='text'>The Last Frontier - Here I Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/StZpOyLkoFI/AAAAAAAAADo/UEms6vkrGL8/s1600-h/IMG_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/StZpOyLkoFI/AAAAAAAAADo/UEms6vkrGL8/s400/IMG_0588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392613306532143186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone! I'm moving to the Last Frontier! My author, Barbara Larmon Failing, is in the process of writing my story, and I can't wait for you to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more information about my new state of residence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loulane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707000138932983276-2494575264849779909?l=loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2494575264849779909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-frontier-here-i-come.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/2494575264849779909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707000138932983276/posts/default/2494575264849779909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loulanelambertslistsforlife.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-frontier-here-i-come.html' title='The Last Frontier - Here I Come!'/><author><name>Copyright 2010 by Barbara Larmon Failing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077147816868186723</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/SUal04lVSnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3g_qZ9cN9Wo/S220/2005+April+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cghJlTYxup8/StZpOyLkoFI/AAAAAAAAADo/UEms6vkrGL8/s72-c/IMG_0588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
