Thursday, July 25, 2019

July 25 - “Meeting Seeco and Paul and Herbert.”


I found out the name of my new English brother.  In the indomitable accent of one of his security staff underlings from the Philippines, his name is Seeco Barry.  I showed him the guy’s picture.  He seemed quite surprised to see his boss on my phone screen.  No idea if that is how you spell it, but that’s how it sounded.  That’s phonics.

While waiting for our tour bus to arrive we stopped in for some fudge.  Guess what I found in the shop?  A tiny homeless puffin named Paul, no doubt after our tour hosts, Tom and Rita Paul.  Actually that was probably just a coincidence.  He’s coming home with us.  

It rained a little bit on us back out in the parking lot.  We didn’t really notice it though.  We were watching a bald eagle roosting in a tree.  Then another one flew by in all his regal glory.  Then we got on the bus and saw one perched on just about every other street light.  Ho hum to the locals.  Pretty special to us.

Speaking of the bus, it had a name.  Herbert.  No, really.  The driver told us the bus’ name was Herbert.  Even had the name printed on the side.  Herbert.  

So Herbert took us to our whale watching tour.  I gotta say, that was worth the money.  We got to witness a phenomenon so rare that the guides were open-mouthed in astonishment.  About seven whales were feeding in a bubble circle pattern.  All seven would leap upward at the same time to grab a mouthful of supper.  Amazing.  When we left there, we found not one but two moms and their calves.  Cute kids.  It was a very bouncy ride back to the dock.  I dozed on and off.  I felt like I was back on our little boat with my Dad on our way to go fishing.  Nice memories.  

Next was Mendenhal Glacier.  Beautiful.  Also saw a gorgeous waterfall nearby.  Wayne and Sheri shamed us all by walking the two miles over to the waterfall and back.  The ret of us settled for taking the proverbial hundred or so pictures.  Oh, and we found Humperdinck there.  He’s a whale.

Next we went back to downtown Juneau to do some shopping.  Then it was back on the ship for a quick lunch.  The ship was scheduled to depart as soon as everyone got back on.  Someone was late. Almost 30 minutes late.  The entire port side balconiers cheered their arrival.  We wanted to watch the boat cast off.  The guy was pretty embarrassed, but he did tip his cap to us.  Oh, and while we waited we saw a little otter with his catch of a fish almost as big as he was.  And it rained as we pulled away from the dock.  One of our guides told us that Juneau is the second rainiest city in Alaska.   The first?  Where we are going next.  

Nighttime was dress up for supper night again.  I ate four snails.  Escargot.  It wasn’t horrible, but I wouldn’t order it again.  The lobster tail was good, though.  After supper we went back to our rooms to change and ended up watching passing whales for almost an hour from our balconies. We saw one go kind of nuts slapping his tail against the water over and over again.   Fun stuff.

We ended the night with another rousing game of Hand and Foot.  The guys smoked the first two, then slacked off so the girls could win a few as well.  We needed up tied.  Always a happy (and safe) conclusion.

Job 42:5 says, “I have heard of you by the hearing of the ear, but now my eye sees you.”

Father, thank you for making it easy to see you through the incredible works of your creation.  Amen. 

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