Showing posts with label Ellen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ellen. Show all posts

Saturday, March 15, 2008

The Rest of the Visit

Aiti and Ellen were here a total of 6 days. They made many memories and had a few more adventures. On Tuesday, they had the chance to take a short dog sled ride. Unfortunately, as they rounded a corner to return back to the village, the dogs took too sharp of a turn and dumped the ladies out of the sled. Oh dear.


For an Alaskan souvenir, I made the two ladies their very own kuspuks. Don't they look cute?


Aiti got to spend a lot of quality time with her great-grandson. The last day they were here, amongst Harold's babbling, we heard, "Aiti".





There was quite a bit of SkipBo action at our house over the past few days.



And they're off.

I've talked to Aiti and Ellen in Elim and it sounds like they are adding to their list of interesting experiences. Shortly after they arrived, they went down to the Iditarod checkpoint and got to see a musher come through. Yesterday, there were six dog teams and mushers at the check point at one time. (I'm so jealous.)

We had a great time hosting these two wonderful ladies and are so glad they decided to make the long journey north. --AnnMarie

Sunday, March 9, 2008

They've Arrived

My grandma and great-aunt Ellen arrived in Brevig on Friday evening. What a trip they had!


This is Ellen.


This is my grandma,
"Aiti".

The weather was marginal for flying into Brevig on Friday. So I was surprised when the airline agent said the plane was 7 minutes out. We went to the airstrip, waited, heard the plane approach, then quiet. *sigh* the plane had turned around. After, we heard from Aiti and Ellen that the attempted landing was pretty rough, rocking and rolling "like a roller coaster!" The plane didn't go back to Nome fortunately, it landed in Teller. Teller is only 8 miles away so we could drive our snow machine across the ice to go get them. When they got off the plane in Teller, the agent asked them where they were going. Since they don't know anyone in Teller, Ellen said, "We're going to your house." So, they did and called us from there. An hour later we had the ladies bundled up and ready to cross the frozen Bering Sea.



At ages 75 and 77 they're an inspiration!