My Mom is here!

This is my mom. Although she thinks most of the things we do here are crazy, I'd like to think I get some of my adventurous spirit from her.

The first time my mom came to Alaska to visit was four years ago. Brian and I had just moved here a few months before and then I proceeded to break my leg a month later. I was on crutches for her entire trip.

But she let me drop her off in the mountains and went hiking by herself while Brian and I went to work. She climbed Flattop and then later I heard her calling her friends saying, "You should see the mountain I just climbed!" We don't have mountains in Pennsylvania, so this was a big deal.



Later that week she caught the biggest Halibut I have ever seen. It was at least 100 pounds. It took up the entire floor of the boat we were on. We were eating it for two years after she left and she took half of it home. I think there still might be some pieces left hidden in the back of our freezer somewhere.

She came back up to visit with my sister two years later. By that time Alaska was old hat to her. She was cheering my sister up Flattop when Angie just wanted to sit down and take in the view.



And now, four years after her first visit, she is in Alaska again, which will make her our most visiting visitor of all time. I remember when I told her I was moving to Alaska she said, "What do you want to live all the way up there for?"

But judging by the number of trips she has taken here, I think it's safe to say she likes it.

Oh, and I definitely get my fashion sense from her...