Wednesday morning, just before 4:00 a.m., a 5.8 earthquake shook our region. As it happened, we were awake to feel the shaking, and hear our wine glasses ring against each other in their rack. Spice must have sensed it coming, as she had gotten squirrelly moments before. We’re currently back to sleeping in the cabin (see Cat-less Naps). Friends elsewhere seem to have gotten a good rattling. Our little cabin doesn’t shake much (“so far,” he thinks, hopefully!) partly because it’s set on bedrock, but also because the man who built it experienced a sharp quake while working on the second story. That experience convinced him to build more sturdily than originally planned, apparently!
Later that morning, as I sat at the breakfast table, I looked out across the water to see a Native cedar canoe passing by! Its crew are paddling it south to Juneau, along with another canoe from Klukwan, to attend the Native dance convention, Celebration 2014 in Juneau.
The new canoe heads south (Photo: Mark A. Zeiger).
