I looked at the frozen breakfast muffin that I made and stashed in my Port Townsend freezer and for 25 seconds, I wondered how to eat it frozen. Then I remembered that I was back on the grid and I had a micro wave right in front of me. Welcome
back to reality. I have some thoughts about the week long experience that I had. the major thought is how far my eye could see. I've always been curious about how far I could actually see something. In Chicago, you could see to Indiana on a clear day and you
were in the right spot. Usually, I see to a clump of trees or the car in front of mine at a traffic light. In Denali,there is nothing to stop your eye. I have been on cruise ships that you see only the waters and sky around the ship, but being in a natural
wilderness, where I could see a mountain miles away or where I could actually see trees miles away, was a revelation to my vision. Then I am in awe of the people who work at Camp Denali. They are kids to me. They are highly educated. Advanced degrees. A solid
value system.Extremely hard workers. They would mop a floor one hour,discuss flora and fauna with authority, tell of their trips to exotic places and the perils of what their PhD theories had to produce,comfortable in each role. These are special people. The
only time that I saw them not as comfortable is when they talked about getting their commercial drivers license so that they could drive guests in the camp bus.!
So now I am back with Noodle, who I am happy to say, was really happy to see
me. He looks great and he forgave me for leaving him for 10 days. Whew.