NOt4ME

NOt4ME

My time in Nome is coming to an end.  Friday October 3rd, 2014 I will be completing this assignment and flying out of Nome.  It has been a wonderful, fun, awesome adventure.

I have seen beautiful views.

I saw plenty of gold dredges.   Some retired.

Some still in use.

I have seen some interesting sites.

I bought my first ATV.

I completed my second 1/2 marathon.

I caught my first Arctic grayling.   I saw beluga whales.

I traded shirts with a guy at a bar.(He liked my Hawaiian shirt.)

I have seen live musk ox for the first time.

  I have met many wonderful and caring people.  It has been an interesting 26 weeks.  I have found out just how expensive food can be in parts of the United States.  I have found out that sometimes people are correct when they say, "You cannot get there from here."
I have also learned, that Nome is not for me (NOt4ME).  I have enjoyed Nome, and I enjoy Alaska.  My wanderlust, requires me to be on the road system.  I grew up in rural Nebraska.  Pender only had a population of 1200, as far as I can remember, but you could always go places.  Nome has 2 flights in and out a day, if the weather cooperates.  That is a BIG IF.  So this is my final blog post from Nome.  I will be back to see the end of the Iditarod race one day.
       I hope you will continue to follow my adventures at my new blog (Thank you Angie Landauer for the name):
                                            TheBlairUpThere.blogspot.com.

I am leaving the traveling PT lifestyle.  I have taken a full-time outpatient PT position.  I will be the first Physical Therapist in a brand new clinic.

I will be leaving Nome, but staying in Alaska.
                                                                         

Golovin, Alaska

As the Cessna took me toward Golovin, the rivers enter what is called the Golovin Lagoon. On a boat you would then hit Norton Sound, and then into the Bering Sea, and the Pacific Ocean.

The reflection of the sky on the water continued down stream as well

I can understand how a pilot could lose perspective if not for instruments.

 If not for the land I could have lost where the water began and the sky ended.

I actually felt a little disoriented for a while.

The big water is past that chunk of land

Golovin is on that little spit of land.

Golovin, population ~ 150 as well.

Not technically an international airport(left upper corner), but you could probably still reach Russia from here.

Thursday night, home.  Friday workplace.

Time to walk around and take pictures.

That building is an old fish processing plant.

The beach

Looks like, it used to be a boat.

Give a man a fish, he eats for a day.  Teach a man to fish, and he leaves his net on the beach?

and his cooler

This is a great idea.  Near most boat ramps you will find this sign, and lots of small sized PFD's.  If you forgot you children's life jackets, these are here to borrow.

Large old building.

Road from the airport to the village

The village of Golovin

again

again

Getting ready to fly out.  Safety card attached to the seat ahead of me.

I guess I have the co-pilot duties?   Guess I better try and remember what I learned in EBAT, and AFTA training.  Which way is yaw?

Is that red light important?

Let's take a closer look.

Heading to Nome.

The windows of the plane could have used a touch up.

See the road?  that is the road to Council.

This would be Skookum Pass as viewed from above.  This is the clearest I have ever seen.

It is a big state.

I think that might be Mount Osborn, out there.  I heard it was the highest point.

That is Anvil Mountain, with the old White Alice station, and the 4 towers.  The Dexter bypass road is at the bottom of the picture.

Landing at Nome airport.

Sure hope the pilot's visibility is better than mine.

Back in Nome.  One week left.  Enjoy Saturday and Sunday, and then 5 days of work and a flight back outside.  Stay tuned, as my next post will reveal where I am headed next.............................................