While in Nome, the crew worked hard. we rigged, painted and prepared each day. But we got out a little as well. Here are a few snapshots.
Behind each is a much grander story, but here is a taste for now.
Since I heard Bruce’s yowl as we left the dock, and turned about to load him aboard. Steven and he have been joined at the hip.
They began their journey sailing over 1200 Miles at sea. who knows what their future will hold.
Amundsen is my exploratory hero. Its fitting his bust is near Wyatt Erp’s Saloon.
I”ve read about some of the very artifacts in this window. History is indeed alive on this voyage.
There is no better place to have a gold tooth pulled from your head, than Nome Alaska!
Nome is behind us now and we are glad to be in the mix of Ice. but I will never forget my visit there. Nor the springboard of care we received from the Hahn’s during our stay.