Lovin' the Nomad

OK OK OK! Sorry about the delay with updates but cheese and rice people, I'm livin' in a trailer! Yes, that's right. Jillian has gone Alaska white trash to the fullest extent...blue tarps and all! So. The story goes a little something like this: I want to start getting the few dogs I have from a musher friend's already overpacked yard. BUT, where we're living now, we can't have more than one. So, we pulled out an old camper-trailer that Sam had stored at a friend's place and moved it onto the property so I can live there and bring some dogs over. That way we can start bring over our stuff a little bit at a time and there will be someone there all the time to hold down the fort. Good thing, too. Last night John, John and Marg came over for a little trailer-warming bbq and a truck pulled in at about 9 or so. They were surprised to see people there and drove off. Weird. What I really need is a big, pink NO TRESPASSING sign. Hmmm, I wonder where I could get one of those. Anyway, Raven and Bull spent the night in the trailer with me and, needless to say, I got very little sleep. Raven ended up sleeping on my head because she was freaked out by her new surroundings and a bit thunder outside. Bull, on the other hand, wasn't afraid at all, but found the full-length mirror and stood in front of it for at least an hour wagging his tail madly at himself. And, being the tiny but mighty trailer that the NOMAD is, his tail kept smacking against the wall. He'd admire himself for while, then look at me in the mirror then turn his head and look at me for real, then act surprised that I was actually there, then turn back to admiring himself. So, on to the important stuff. The house is going up fast. The second-story beams are on and the last five or so rounds of logs should be on by tomorrow. The roof trusses arrive on the Thursday. Cim and I are going to get flooring and lumber for the second-story balcony today. It was about 30 degrees yesterday and those boys were working hard so I went and got them some popsicles and Italian sodas. It was a nice switch from all the rain we've been getting, but man, was it hot. Today, Sam and I cleared some more land for dogs and I'll go up to Windy Creek Kennel to pick up Sneaky Pete and Parker, Strider and Ruffles tomorrow to bring them to their new home. Exciting. Anyway, I'm sure you're all fast asleep by now so until tomorrow...
Peace and love from the Nomad...
Oh yeah, my friend Gwen, an Iditarod and Yukon Quest musher, who is also a brilliant engineer, is heading up the geothermal power plant project at Chena Hot Springs, about 75 kilometres from Fairbanks. This project and power plant is not only setting a precedent in the North but across the North America. It's a huge deal and we're all very proud of Gwen. Check out www.yourownpower.com for more details and perhaps some ideas you can use at home for alternative energy.