Just Call Me Goose

It's official. I am no longer in the Great Land. I have left Alaska behind and flown south to warmer climates. Just like a goose. It's nice to be back around fast food, friends and my truck again, yet I will miss some of the things up north. For example.

Rivers full of fish.

Even the dead fish.

Curious bears.

Hungry bears.

The Rainforest.

Coworkers and friends.

These lovely ladies.

New friends.

And old friends.

It was a wonderful time up in the AK and it will always have a special place in my Hobo heart. But I can't complain about the ride home because once we got above the clouds it was about as gorgeous as you could hope for. 

Flying above the marshmallow sea of clouds.