Atonements and the search for Reindeer Sausage

Day 5 Atonement's and the search for Reindeer Sausage

Thanks to the adventures of day 4 we knew how to make Coffee. So we were ready to go adventuring and were jacked up on Coffee to boot. So off we went.

Dogs loaded up, People loaded up and away we went. First we went down to Lake Hood to see the Float Planes, which of course due to the slush they were not flying. So we drove around looking at planes. We found Otters, Twin Otters, Beavers and the find of all the Lockheed Electra. The Lockheed Electra was the plane that Amelia Earhart used for her last flight. Then to bring excitement to the whole part of the trip Ray found himself on the taxi way for the planes. Much excitement.

So off we went to have lunch at an Anchorage institution. Arctic Roadrunner, for burgers and fries. After a hearty lunch it was off in search of Reindeer sausage for Jamerson. Ray thought he was being smart so he of course Googled Reindeer Sausage and came up with a place that claimed to have Gourmet Reindeer Sausage. Upon arriving thinking that one of the prime missions of the day was soon to be accomplished our hopes were dashed when the lovely lady helping us said “Oh we have Reindeer Sausage mixed with meat and pork by products” The horror in Sheila's eyes and my stomach churning caused us to flee as fast as we could. All we could think of is the words. By Products. Visions on snouts and fingernails and such. At which time Roger said. “sounds like a hot dog to me”. I will never look at a hot dog the same again.

So how to recover from this mis-adventure? Well you call someone in Austin to look on the Internet for another option. That person was the ever dependable Joe. And of course we are calling from Anchorage to Austin so there are a lot of connections that need to be made to go from Cell phone to Cell phone. At first I thought I heard “I have found a company in India” Roger, Sheila and I were rolling on the floor. Joe then said he had found one in Indian Alaska. Then he said he had found several on 4th Street and D Street. So off we went.

While proceeding a spot flaw in the whole logic was uncovered. After gathering said Reindeer Sausage we had planned to go to the Anchorage Heritage Museum. Hmmmm. Tollers and Reindeer Sausage in the same place did not seem like a good idea. So an about face was conducted. Tollers were dropped off at the Chateau Pauli and then a peaceful ride to downtown Anchorage was started on.

But not until Ray had committed a sin of all sins. Needing something to write the address on he had grabbed a note card. But not just any note card. A Sheila personalized note card meant as a gift. So of course Ray offered to replace the note card with one that Sheila had given him early in on the trip and that had been carefully placed in a book to insure that its pristineness was maintained So off Ray went to get said card. Only to discover that he had been given a defective note card. One that had a slight crease in its spine. Me!!!! the proprietor of the whole trip had been given a known defective product. My heart sank, not so much because I had used a fresh and pristine note card but that I had been given one that had a known defect.

So feeling bad Ray loaded everyone back in the car minus Tollers to hunt for Reindeer sausage again. We were lucky. The address on the pristine note card produced the winning place. What made it even better was that we could sit at the sister restaurant across the street and have a glass of wine while our order was processed and brought over.

So next was the most important thing that had to be done on the entire trip. Make a special call to Erin at precisely 2:32pm local time (6:32pm in New Hampshire) to sing Happy Birthday. So off we trudged to the Anchorage Heritage Museum to await the momentous moment. So in we went, toured a couple galleries then headed to the atrium for the big event. Of course while singing we were watched by the fine security guards of the AHM. As we continued along our tour I noticed that a security guard seemed to be close by at all times.

Afterward we headed over to Judge Pauli's chambers on the 16th floor of the Attwood building. We viewed the wonderful scenery. Got to see Mt. McKinley as the day was crystal clear.

Next came the decision for dinner. Picking up a Pizza. So the next question that was asked was is there any beer at the Chateau? Ray assured everyone that he had indeed seen Beer. So off we went to get wonderful Pizza and proceed back to the Chateau. Only to find that Ray cannot tell the difference between a can of soda and beer. Oh the humiliation of it all. It is all I can bear just to write this.

Next comes the trip back to Orlando. What adventures will our merry band of travelers encounter?