What a great trip back east. All of my gigs went swimmingly and now with ukulele strings worn out I return to Alaska. Time to tie up all the loose ends and start making my way to Boston into the oncoming snow storm. I got my fingers crossed that my wife and I don't get delayed too long. It all ready looks like we are in a hotel for one night at least. This is part of the cost of living in Alaska.
Here is a little photo of what it is like to be in an Alaskan man's dreams... guns... lots of guns... yeah buddy!
Poor bears, I prefer ukuleles...
ReplyDeleteIf I could convince a bear to just give up his hide with my ukulele I would do it...
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