On a beautiful September afternoon I convinced Kara and the grandchildren to go for a drive down the highway in search of yellow leaved trees. I had seen some the day before on my drive home from Seward and they were spectacular--quite unlike the trees in the Anchorage bowl. The closer to Seward you are, the more gorgeous the trees. The problem is that Seward is two and half hours away and my crew wasn't up to driving that far. We did drive half way to Seward and found these trees:
Then we turned around and drove back to Turnagain Pass where I hoped we would find lingonberries. We found two. Yes, TWO. Fortunately, we found crowberries so we picked those instead. They make a good jelly.
After picking a gallon of crowberries, the children wanted to go check out a nearby hill. The older three took off heading cross country, but they encountered a small stream and then an impassable thicket. Back they came. They did a better job visually planning a route before going off a second time. Lincoln joined them on their second trip out. They made it to the hill. On the way back Lincoln fell in the stream, but he was a good sport and didn't complain.
We had a marvelous time. Viva said she is ready now to live off the land. The children want to go back again.
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