I’m on my way to my so called home away from home Skagway, AK. There’s a price I pay time and time again to be here every summer. Not just be here, but to travel the way I do. It’s the wild land and the glaciers and the people that keep me coming back to this location and revisiting all the locations that have a piece of my heart. It’s an ancient land, but so new to the eyes again and again. Whether you’ve spent your whole life here or are just a summer local. Life doesn’t get much simpler than this. The sun seems to never set so we play outside for hours on end. We enjoy good company. We sleep. We play outside a bit more. And sometimes we drink whiskey and smoke cigarettes at the top of a mountain or in the front yard. Our panoramic view from the yard is incredible. We are at water’s edge with a hanging glacier across the fjord. Canada up top, and huge valley walls on both sides all within eyes sight. This town has never made me miss home in the lower 48 more, but has also made me feel the most at home. I love it here. At the beginning of Spring when the flowers start blooming and the sun starts shining a little brighter, I know the North is calling. And when the Summer ends and I can feel winter at my fingertips, I know that it’s time to head South to what I left behind. Hard-wired like a humpback whale. We migrate with the wild animals.
This summer is about to be much different for me though. I can feel California pulling me. Pulling me in a way it never has before.
The golden state wants me and I want it back.