Never thought I'd be saying that, but the grebe and tern below lingered on Lake Lucille in Sarah's hometown of Wasilla. We couldn't see Russia today, though, but it was pretty cloudy. . . A poll of 10 residents the day before yesterday in the Fairbanks News Miner newspaper yielded the following results: 9 of the 10 people asked said they would vote for Palin for president. The 10th said he wouldn't because he didn't want a woman running the country.
Enough of that, let's stick to the real native wildlife.
We're dropping down into the warmer, rainier coastal region, and will be on the Kenai Peninsula tomorrow. Everyone's hankering for puffins, except me, who's hankering for the Gyrfalcon we missed in Denali. Still hope. I've never chased a Gyrfalcon, figuring one would eventually come to me and if one didn't, I'd go to it. Well, that's what I'm doing now. We'll be back in the Alaska Range next week, and hopefully the Denali Highway will produce. If not, well, we'll be back again someday.