Leif has gone to Alaska to fish. That's 'layf'- not to be mistaken with make a like a tree and leif. Jon and I attended his send-off in Stillwater on Tuesday night. It was a fond farewell, but nothing climactic. We didn't actually cut a rope attached to the hull of a ship and send him to Alaska via the St. Croix river. I am no maven of the waterways of Minnesota, but I'm pretty sure it's not possible to get to Alaska without setting foot on dry land. Afterwards, we drove home with some of Jon's work buddies and Leif spent another day awaiting his trek to Minneapolis/9-hour bus ride to Chicago/flight to no man's land.
Leif is now arriving in Anchorage. Then on to Kodiak Island. Where he will contemplate life, watch some whales, and dine in the most misplaced McDonald's known to man. Apparently, Kodiak Island is one of the few places where you can accomplish all three of those things simultaneously. Best of luck, Leif!
Leif's best bear face.
Oh, and should anything happen involving a bear, he stood his ground.
(that's strictly for the record, I gave my word)
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