A gentle rain falls as I toss some of Dave’s ashes high into the air into the fast-moving current of the turquoise Kenai River in Coopers Landing, Alaska.
The shores are lined with thick brush and pine trees reaching to the skies. Swallows are flitting around everywhere with the occasional eagle swooping down to survey the area. Sitting majestically ahead is one of Alaska’s many pristine snow-capped mountains. Snow-capped in July — how Dave would love it! He would have been thrilled to know that the temperature at home is in the high 90s and is hot and humid while here we are with five layers of clothing in temperatures in the low 50s.
This is the trip that Dave and I hoped to take one day. So everything we will experience has been planned around the way Dave would have enjoyed Alaska; perhaps not as extreme as Dave would have liked, but definitely NOT the typical touristy trip to Alaska. We wanted to experience nature with Dave’s adventurous spirit and see the real Alaska — in the lakes and rivers, up in the mountains, and in the backwoods.
What a perfect way to honor Dave!
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