Sometimes I wonder, when in the dead of winter day I stay huddled in a basement with no window out. Why not La Paz?
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Scenic Puntilla Lake
It all seems like an idyllic place, but the 24 hours preceding 9 am this morning the ceiling was no more than 200 feet above the lake and frequently the Super Cub would not have been distinguishable. Now, however, this is a little piece of heaven.
Thirty winters in Alaska have left me asking this question. Shouldn't I be acclimatized yet? I forget the cold by talking and listening to rocks, sliding on frozen water and floating on thawed ice.
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