May Snow Showers, bring June Flowers (more likely mosquitoes)

Sunday May 4th,  33 degrees and snow.  Ready for the weather to stay in the 40s.  May 5th,  snow.  Sounds like it may be a snowy week.  I am thinking instead of March, maybe it is May in like a Lion, out like a lamb.  Just flurries so far.  No huge blizzard or anything.
May 6th.. more snow.  Measurable this time.  Had to make the tough decision, on insulated hunting boots, or non-insulated mud boots, for my walk to work.  I chose the mud boots.

 Not sure that was the correct choice.  Feet are a little cold. :(   Will see what happens this afternoon.  It might have been a wise decision by then.  This afternoon, the mud boots were an okay choice.
May 6th, snow.  May 7th  No Snow,

Same street 24 hours later......Maybe Winter is over?
May 8 Snow (flurries again),

May 9 snow, May 10 Snow..........
May snow showers, bring June flowers?   Well the 40s seem a long way off now, even though it was just a week and 1/2 ago.   Last week they were predicting 40s again this week.  Now they are predicting 30s again.   It makes it hard to believe the "climate change/global warming" scientist crowd, when they cannot predict the weather for next week.  Somehow I am supposed to believe that they can predict what will happen in 50 years?   Call me skeptical.

On May 10, my friend Joe, asked if I wanted to go grizzly bear hunting.  Since it was foggy, and laundry did not sound exciting, I of course accepted the invitation.  We ended up driving to an area called Cottonwood.  We did not see any bears, so instead of it being a hunt, it was more of just taking the rifle for a drive.  We did see quite a few ptarmigan.

They are not very skittish, which is probably why their population is a little depleted.  Most still have their winter plummage.  As you can tell from the background, they had better be dressing for Spring soon.  That is the Nome River in the valley below.  This bird let me get rather close.

   Funny story about ptarmigan.  I guess over by Canada, there is a town in Alaska named Chicken.  Rumor has it, they called it Chicken because no one could spell ptarmagin.  Not sure if it is true, but funny.  Other than the ptarmigan, we also saw geese, comorants, or loons, seagulls, and a fish eagle.  The highlight of the trip was seeing a mother moose and her calf.  They did not hang out on the road long, and disappeared into the willows quickly.  We thought maybe a grizzly was chasing, but no such luck for us.

The following pictures are of the ice on the beach from a week ago.  Before the cold temperatures returned.

The sea ice is still breaking up, and melting, but not as fast as I would like.  Week 7 is in the books.  Will see what next week brings.