I'm shutting down my mail server now.
The @thefowlers.homeip.net addresses won't work again until we get home (sometime after 04-Jan-08)
I will still have my gmail address: mark.just.mark@gmail.com which I might check between now and then, but no guarantees.
Mark
Friday 28 December 2007
Monday 24 December 2007
Shampoo's running out
So here we are just a week and a half before we fly back to Australia, and my bottle of shampoo is empty.
Luckily, I've been collecting the little bottles from all the hotels we stayed at during our holidays :-)
Yes, that's a sample of Hummer cologne.
I too can smell like I'm trying to overcompensate...
Luckily, I've been collecting the little bottles from all the hotels we stayed at during our holidays :-)
Yes, that's a sample of Hummer cologne.
I too can smell like I'm trying to overcompensate...
Sunday 9 December 2007
Time's running out...
Wow - it's been over 11 months now.
The Fowlers will be heading home to Sydney in just a few more weeks.
Mark has one week of work left.
Delle and the kids have just two weeks of school left.
(sniff) We're going to miss Canada...
The Fowlers will be heading home to Sydney in just a few more weeks.
Mark has one week of work left.
Delle and the kids have just two weeks of school left.
(sniff) We're going to miss Canada...
Monday 29 October 2007
Summer Hols West - Icy Strait Point
Icy Strait Point
(Ok, so this is from forever ago, but hey - at least I'm doing it :-)
Nah, it doesn't look very icy, does it?
But they did have an awesome zipline (flying fox).
Weeeeeeeee!
Splat!
This dude is carting in a bunch of logs for the tourist fire.
Where all the tourists burn their symbolic tourist chip of wood.
The beach - not like an Aussie beach.
It's good to have a long arm.
Totem poles.
Tribal dancing.
Hang on - the skinny short dude in the middle looks a bit familiar...
Rusty punchbuggy!
Back on board - the seemingly endless corridor to our room.
Somebody was having a fancy dinner party.
I took this photo just before getting kicked out.
It's the elephant from the Blues Brothers!
Whales!
(Ok, so this is from forever ago, but hey - at least I'm doing it :-)
Nah, it doesn't look very icy, does it?
But they did have an awesome zipline (flying fox).
Weeeeeeeee!
Splat!
This dude is carting in a bunch of logs for the tourist fire.
Where all the tourists burn their symbolic tourist chip of wood.
The beach - not like an Aussie beach.
It's good to have a long arm.
Totem poles.
Tribal dancing.
Hang on - the skinny short dude in the middle looks a bit familiar...
Rusty punchbuggy!
Back on board - the seemingly endless corridor to our room.
Somebody was having a fancy dinner party.
I took this photo just before getting kicked out.
It's the elephant from the Blues Brothers!
Whales!
Sunday 7 October 2007
Summer Hols West - Skagway
Summer Hols West - Skagway
(14-Aug-07)
Oh No! The kids are about to be carried off by a giant bald eagle!
Our ship with mountains.
Hey Stu, check the angle of the solar panels.
What do you reckon our latitude is?
It's the White Pass - Yukon Express.
The engine. You should see the size of the guys that drive it.
The business end of a train sized snowblower.
The Red Onion - a well known establishment from the Good Old Days :-)
It's a museum now...
Totems - chained to the wall to stop them flying away.
The Ivory shop - no elephants around here though - it's all either mammoth tusks or walrus tusks.
The rare hareabou, a close relative of the jackalope.
Mmm - barrels of money...
Walking along, we came across this little stream that was absolutely full of salmon.
Off to the Skagway Museum.
The long skinny thing?
It's an Oosik.
(Walruses don't need Viagra :-)
Uncle Sam on one of his visits to Alaska.
Back out to the stream - time to tickle some salmon.
I reckon it snows a lot here in the winter.
This dude has his snowmobile ready to go for when the big stuff hits.
Back on board - oh no - bubbles!
The dinner staff give us a little musical number.
Jiwi and Ivan, our waiters.
Look what was waiting when we got back to the room - a puppy.
(14-Aug-07)
Oh No! The kids are about to be carried off by a giant bald eagle!
Our ship with mountains.
Hey Stu, check the angle of the solar panels.
What do you reckon our latitude is?
It's the White Pass - Yukon Express.
The engine. You should see the size of the guys that drive it.
The business end of a train sized snowblower.
The Red Onion - a well known establishment from the Good Old Days :-)
It's a museum now...
Totems - chained to the wall to stop them flying away.
The Ivory shop - no elephants around here though - it's all either mammoth tusks or walrus tusks.
The rare hareabou, a close relative of the jackalope.
Mmm - barrels of money...
Walking along, we came across this little stream that was absolutely full of salmon.
Off to the Skagway Museum.
The long skinny thing?
It's an Oosik.
(Walruses don't need Viagra :-)
Uncle Sam on one of his visits to Alaska.
Back out to the stream - time to tickle some salmon.
I reckon it snows a lot here in the winter.
This dude has his snowmobile ready to go for when the big stuff hits.
Back on board - oh no - bubbles!
The dinner staff give us a little musical number.
Jiwi and Ivan, our waiters.
Look what was waiting when we got back to the room - a puppy.
Monday 24 September 2007
Summer Hols West - Juneau
Summer Hols West - Juneau
(13-Aug-07)
Here we are heading into Alaska's State Capital - Juneau.
We discovered the answer to the age old philosophical question, "What do they do with excess toilets in Alaska?"
The answer, of course, is that they put them in wheelbarrows and dump them on the dock.
Oh no! A bear is about to eat the children! Quick, somebody do something!
Flipper to the rescue!
So we jumped on a tour bus and went for a drive to the other side of the channel.
Look - there's our ship.
And as for those cables heading up the mountainside - well, we'll get to that in a minute.
Or a couple of seconds in blogotime.
Look - it's the Mount Roberts Tramway.
Up to the top we go where we are greeted by this dude that has been standing here for so long that the tree has grown around him.
Here is our guide showing us her amazing shadow puppet skills.
Looking back down the hill we see our ship heading out into the channel - Uh oh!
Trees in Alaska are weird.
This one grew in a circle.
A Bald Eagle.
(They're not really bald, just blonde - hmm - Blonde Eagle doesn't really have the same ring to it...)
They are very picky about what goes on the tram.
Time to go down.
There's our ship out in the middle of the channel.
Some other ship has parked in our spot.
When we get to the bottom we discover that our friend Taku, the Japanese exchange teacher that stayed with us a few years back, has gone into the fish smoking business.
Arr! The noodly appendages of the Flying Spaghetti Monster reach all the way to Alaska!
The Red Dog Saloon.
We would have had lunch here except that most of the passengers from the three cruise ships in town were lined up ahead of us.
Check out the artwork on the public toilets.
(Most artwork I've seen on public toilets is done in spraypaint and usually has something to do with what goes on inside...)
So, small problem - how do we get out to the ship?
We catch one of the ship's tenders of course.
All aboard.
And when we get back to our rooms, what do we find?
Time for some ping pong.
Ah sunset - another day done.
(13-Aug-07)
Here we are heading into Alaska's State Capital - Juneau.
We discovered the answer to the age old philosophical question, "What do they do with excess toilets in Alaska?"
The answer, of course, is that they put them in wheelbarrows and dump them on the dock.
Oh no! A bear is about to eat the children! Quick, somebody do something!
Flipper to the rescue!
So we jumped on a tour bus and went for a drive to the other side of the channel.
Look - there's our ship.
And as for those cables heading up the mountainside - well, we'll get to that in a minute.
Or a couple of seconds in blogotime.
Look - it's the Mount Roberts Tramway.
Up to the top we go where we are greeted by this dude that has been standing here for so long that the tree has grown around him.
Here is our guide showing us her amazing shadow puppet skills.
Looking back down the hill we see our ship heading out into the channel - Uh oh!
Trees in Alaska are weird.
This one grew in a circle.
A Bald Eagle.
(They're not really bald, just blonde - hmm - Blonde Eagle doesn't really have the same ring to it...)
They are very picky about what goes on the tram.
Time to go down.
There's our ship out in the middle of the channel.
Some other ship has parked in our spot.
When we get to the bottom we discover that our friend Taku, the Japanese exchange teacher that stayed with us a few years back, has gone into the fish smoking business.
Arr! The noodly appendages of the Flying Spaghetti Monster reach all the way to Alaska!
The Red Dog Saloon.
We would have had lunch here except that most of the passengers from the three cruise ships in town were lined up ahead of us.
Check out the artwork on the public toilets.
(Most artwork I've seen on public toilets is done in spraypaint and usually has something to do with what goes on inside...)
So, small problem - how do we get out to the ship?
We catch one of the ship's tenders of course.
All aboard.
And when we get back to our rooms, what do we find?
Time for some ping pong.
Ah sunset - another day done.
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