We then headed towards the Kenai peninsula winding through mountain passes shrouded with clouds and mist.
We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mystic
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mystic
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mystic
Van Morrison
Ended the day in Soldotna, not sure where tomorrow might find us.
1 comment:
Glad you got Ken's bike fixed. At your ages, need to conserve energy, and watch your backs. Keep enjoying, sounds like a magical ride. End of week 2, just picked up the stuffed mailbox. xoxoxo
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