As I contemplate the annual visit to Sitka in late October, I am reminded of how chilly and windy it can be; followed by the Alaskan cold.
At least there's Alaska Ale!
But the confines of the small town give me feelings of being stir crazy by January!
It's hard to find advacados in the winter. And I lust for them, like sex cowgirl-style and fresh strawberries.
And there's nowhere to get a bikini waxing.
Still, there's a plentitude of salmon. Salmon steaks and smoked salmon.
And guitar music.
