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Columbia Glacier in Prince William sound, Alaska
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35 years ago today, in 1989, the Exxon Valdez oil spill released millions of gallons of crude oil into the Prince William Sound of Alaska.
The tanker tore along the Bligh Reef and resulted in 10.1 million gallons into the ocean, over the course of five hours, affecting over 1,100 miles of Alaska coastline. Years later, it’s believed the true number is around 30 million gallons (info via Riki Ott).
The spill caused an immediate loss of sea life, including seabirds, seals, otters, orca whales, eagles and untold amounts of salmon and herring spawning areas, as well as algae and other invertebrates other animals depend upon. Some marine populations still have not recovered.
The spill was determined to be caused due to human error, as the skipper of the Exxon Valdez , Joseph Hazelwood was found to be inebriated and well over the legal limit, but also that the crew had insufficient rest, faulty equipment and inadequate staffing. Exxon initially placed blame solely onto the crew, but subsequent litigation and investigation determined the company was aware of the shortcomings aboard the tanker.
Cleanup was officially concluded in 1992, yet the local industry of fishing, tourism and local health remain impacted. Cleanup efforts were also largely believed to inadequate in addressing the damage and widespread spill.
Today, one can still push their hand into the rocky beach and bring up oil. Residents of Alaska affected by the oil spill have never been compensated properly (they have been given some cash settlements, but nowhere near what they believed they were entitled to).
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More reading can be found via the Independent Post , the Seattle Times, and Democracy Now.
If you’re into literature, I highly recommend Marine Biologist Riki Ott’s books, Not One Drop and Sound Truth and Corporate Myths. Ott was present during the spill and made it her life’s mission to uncover the truth about the spill and advocate for the community and wildlife affected.
#exxonmobil#Prince William Sound#Alaska history#Alaska salmon#Alaska marine wildlife#oil#crude oil#capitalism
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Kayaking in Alaska: Prince William Sound from Whittier to Valdez
The summer before I started Alpine Fit, Hale and I set off on a much-anticipated sea kayak adventure in Prince William Sound, Alaska. The plan, Whittier to Valdez Alaska, and journey up as many inlets and around as many islands as time would allow in a more than ample budget of 3 weeks.
We are seasoned independent kayak expeditioners, having completed a 3-week 175-mile trip from Hoonah to Sitka on the outer coast of Alaska, self-guided, with paper charts, back in 2009, and another 12-day trip to Yakobi and Taylor Bay a few years later.
But this was our first long trip on the water in years - 5 years living abroad in Ireland, and 2 kids later - we were stoked.
Friends of ours convinced us of the virtues of sailing kayaks, so we tried something new, got ourselves acquainted with Hobie Adventure Island sailing kayak/trimarans.
We planned, purchased, prepared and packed, and soon enough it was time for our journey to begin.
My key pieces of gear included:
Kokatat paddle suit, Astral paddle boots and life vest, Skhoop trucker Hat, Coast polarized super light sunglasses, ancient Arc'teryx anorak that has accompanied me for more miles than I can recall, my Xtratuf boots (this is Alaska!) and a small selection of old tried and tested base layers, mid layers, underwear and wool socks.
Interestingly enough, aside from the outer layers being a paddle suit and life vest, the under layers are the same things I wear hiking, trail running, cross country skiing, downhill skiing, biking, camping, on family adventures outdoors, and generally just keep a stash of in the back of my car for whenever an impromptu opportunity arises to get out on the trails.
An idea was born – or at least began to grow. We also wear-tested an early concept fabric.
Back to the trip.
We departed in glorious sun in Whittier – yes Whittier, Alaska, which is always grey and rainy.
Our friends, a couple expecting their first baby with only 10 weeks to go, joined us for the first leg of the trip south to Nellie Juan Glacier.
Sunny skies, good food, awesome camp spots, a few bugs and some good fires made the trip down to Port Nellie Juan like a dream.
Fresh Salmon cooked on the fire, bear footprints, a skookumchuck and extreme tides made for plenty of good opportunities for photos, problem solving, conversations and laughs.
We headed north, with views of Knight Island making our way to Perry Island and on to Little Axel Island to go our separate ways. Our friends back to Whittier, us on to the north shore and inlets of the sound. We saw a puffin rookery on the way there! And a sea lion haul-out on the way forward.
All along the north of Prince William Sound, are fingers of deep bays and inlets, some with waterfalls, others with tidewater glaciers.
Up Eaglek Bay to see seals, sea lions and glorious Cascade Falls.
Up Unakwik Inlet to see a deer swimming in frigid water and Meares Glacier – tidewater and actually a rare case of an advancing glacier rather than extraordinarily receded – and out to find 3 black bears hanging out where we planned to camp.
And more.
Islands, inlets, whales, seals, eagles, otters, puffins, sea stars – no other people other than the odd fishing boat on the horizon, or recreational power boat or sailor.
One night when we were on the water, we came upon a surreal sight. Jelly fish by the hundreds.
In Columbia Bay, we saw the unbelievably receded Columbia Glacier. Icebergs that had calved off the glacier floating out into the sound the size of apartment buildings.
Thousands of sea otters – including some that munched their breakfast only feet from our tent.
Our journey on from Columbia glacier brought us into Valdez arm right in the middle of the season opener for pink salmon. If you were one on one of the hundreds of seining fishing boats we saw that morning, those idiots hanging out by the cliff lined shoreline trying to squeak by like a game of leap frog was us.
With the tide, wind and weather in our favor we cruised up the arm and port to Shoup Bay for our final night before making it into Valdez, and the ferry back to Whittier, and reality as we know it.
#alaska#Prince William Sound#Whittier#Valdez#Kayaking in Alaska#adventure#outdoors#hiking#camping#layering
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photos from the 9.2 earthquake in alaska in 1964
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Columbia Glacier, Prince William Sound, Valdez, Alaska
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You Can Find Me in the Space Between
Peter was the Sun, as magnificent as the title he had been given for so many centuries. His entire being was sculpted by the most radiant and divine light any mortal had ever witnessed. His hair was golden and perfectly decorated his head like a laurel crown. Anyone who dared to look deep into his eyes would find the clear blue vastness of the skies and feel their soul floating towards infinity. Whenever he got up in the morning, flowers would bloom to bid him good morning and even the strongest and most imposing oaks would bow before his presence. His smile brought warmth and life to any room and his heart overflowed with the deepest, all-consuming love for even the smallest creatures.
Caspian was the Moon, living his entire life in darkness, with only the stars to keep him company and encourage him to dream. His long black hair fell over his face like a veil of night and mystery, hiding the mesmerizing shadows that danced around his eyes. His magical fingers drew constellations in the sky and everything he touched became bathed in silver. He had an adventurous and free spirit, fearless enough to tame the stormiest oceans and lead lost navigators toward their destiny.
Both kings could not be more different. But at the same time, they needed each other desperately, as if there was an invisible chain that connected them. Only Peter was able to control Caspian's swinging moods, understanding his different phases and finding something new and charming in each of them. It was because of the blond boy that the young Telmarine was able to guide the desperate and defenseless through the dark times that were approaching. It was Peter who made Caspian shine, his light reflecting on Caspian's skin that made the other boy feel so beautiful, unique and special.
Caspian, on the other hand, was the only one who could calm the dragon that was Peter's wild soul, preventing the fire that was breathed through his veins from swallowing him alive when the burdens of the world became too heavy to be carried entirely on his shoulders, in torturous silence. Caspian only wished he could take all that weight to himself, or at least ask to the High King to let him carry part of it, just so the other boy could find some space to breath again, even if only for a while. They were each other's hope when they both felt uncertain, scared and alone.
However, just like the Sun and the Moon, they were destined to be torn apart as quickly as they met, for they did not belong to the same world. So close... and yet so far away. In the end, all they could do was say goodbye and keep the silent promise that the two would always love each other, waiting with patient hearts for the day of the next eclipse, when they would finally share the same sky again.
#bia's failed attempt at writing#just a little concept that was already running in my mind rent free for a while 😊#at first I was afraid this would sound too similar to the enjonine version I made of it but in the end I think this one is good enough 👍#also can I just say again how I fucking love sun x moon ships?! this shit owns my ass I'm serious! 😍😍😍#the chronicles of narnia#chronicles of narnia#narnia#tcon#c.s. lewis#peter pevensie#caspian x#prince caspian#caspeter#caspian x peter#peter x caspian#william moseley#ben barnes#aesthetic#aesthetic moodboard#narnia aesthetic#fanfiction#narnia fic#narnia fanfiction#one shot#oneshot#drabble#sun and moon#☀️❤️🌒#my writing#my edits
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am i the only person who thought this when watching the new little mermaid movie??
#prince eric my beloved#don’t talk to me about the little mermaid unless you want me to talk about how distraught i am that eric isn’t real#i am unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him#but him singing about his love for the girl who rescued him made me go ‘hang on’#this sounds like someone familiar#the little mermaid#jonah hauer king#prince eric#the shadowhunter chronicles#tsc#shadowhunters#the infernal devices#tid#the last hours#tlh#william herondale#will herondale
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The only man fit to take charge of this country
Three new rules I hear Ted Kravitz will bring in as our new PM:
-Ted’s notebook on 24hrs a day on Sky Sports F1
-Sandals to be the only footwear allowed to be worn on race weekends at the circuit
-Walking in the wrong direction down escalators will be legal not only in Miami but in every race on the F1 calendar
#ted kravitz#f1#british gp 2022#soooo true besties#prime minister kravitz sounds pretty hot to me idk#also excellent pic altho tbh i thought it was prince william at a glance when this was on tv lmao#yes i decided to fix their spelling mistake don't @ me about it
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i didn’t realize some of u guys actually like the brf in an unironic way and are actually monarchists that’s wild glad my mama raised me to be smart enough to not worship a bunch of rich inbred fucks who use my tax money to complain about how africans (you know the homogenous, very small continent with no distinct ethnic groups) have too many babies and actively cover for a serial child rapist by throwing my black family members to the wolves, all because they claim they are somehow more divine than me because their great great great great great great great great grandpa could swing a sword halfway decently. could not be me!
#‘kate and william are-‘ they were born with a silver spoon in their mouths they did not come by a single skill or personality trait honestly#william is a condescending eco fascist and he can eat my ass#here’s a joke - what’s the difference between me and queen elizabeth? i have four distinct sets of great grandparents 😌#if i sound like a bitch it’s bc i believe all royals should give up their money and privilege or face a short drop and a sudden stop 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊#rani makes text posts no one will read#i like the crown as much as the next idiot but prince phillip’s favorite relative was a child rapist.#elizabeth’s favorite child is also a child rapist. one of those racist fuckheads asked if archie would be ‘too dark’ and my money is on#william or camilla. diana was a privileged fuck from their world but bc she was mentally ill they tortured her until she was murdered by#the paps they set on her from the moment she married charles. bottom of my heart fuck that whole family i genuinely hate them.
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This week, we addressed a loud grinding sound that a customer heard on their Buick LaCrosse. It was coming from the front of the car.
When we checked the brakes, we saw that the front inboard brake pads measured at 2 mm. The front outward brake pads were at 5 mm.
Brake replacement was recommended and performed.
In addition to grinding noises, you may hear rattling, squealing, and groaning when you need new brakes.
#buick lacrosse#prince william county virginia#grinding sound#brake replacement#steve's auto repair and tire
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Tourist gawk at the Columbia glacier in Prince William Sound
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If you hear an odd car sound or a noise seems louder, you shouldn’t dismiss it.
A customer brought their Honda Civic in because the muffler sounded louder than normal. The car was also struggling while traveling up hills.
In our investigation, we discovered that the muffler was disconnected and needed to be replaced.
The technician performed the muffler replacement and changed out related parts, such as the exhaust bolt and spring, exhaust pipe flange gasket, and exhaust system hanger insulator.
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Mission Blue: Prince William Sound is Alaska’s First Hope Spot!
ProtectTheOceans #BeneathTheSurfaceLiesTheFuture
"Prince William Sound is a place of tremendous resilience and the first Hope Spot in Alaska. Through education, awareness, citizen science and volunteer projects, the Champions and partners of this Hope Spot are working to protect the resources of Prince William Sound. They encourage users of Prince William Sound to be good stewards of the environment…"
@SylviaAEarle @MissionBlue
#Prince William Sound is Alaska’s First Hope Spot!#Mission Blue#Protect The Oceans#Beneath The Surface Lies The Future
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The Prince and Princess of Wales speak with members of the public while attending a Coronation Big Lunch near Windsor Castle on May 7, 2023
#lmao William's so animated#princess of wales#prince of wales#british royal family#mine#coronation#5.7.23#god the caption sounds so weird
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WE DON’T HAVE TO TALK ABOUT IT. — king george iii
— “I CAN WALK YOU HOME AND PRACTICE METHOD ACTING.”
pairing; king george iii x fem!queen!reader
summary; you and the king weren’t inlove. it was as simple as it sounds, but that didn’t make it hurt any less.
genre; angst, crying, reader deserves better, mentions of sex but no smut, based on “cool about it” by boygenius
author’s note: this song makes me cry so of course i had to write an angst fic to cope 😭
When you and King George III got married, you knew the marriage was destined to fail.
It was a sensitive topic—you and the King’s marriage. You were still young; he was still young. You wanted to live your life and he wanted to live his. But both of your parents had other plans.
The two of you didn’t even know each other before the label was sealed and you two were pronounced husband and wife. During the first few months in the castle, you and George have grew not only distant, but greatly depressed.
It started off small, with you missing your castle, your bed, and your siblings. You were feeling homesick, and your own husband could not be there to comfort you. He had problems of his own.
He was quiet and calculating. The King rarely showed emotion, much less sleep in the same bed as you unless it was for the conceiving of the next heir.
The only time George had shown any care towards you was the birth of your first son, Prince William. You were in labor, and pain struck through your entire body. With shaking hands, your husband placed your hand in his, letting you squeeze it tightly for support.
When the cry of the new heir rang through the hospital walls, George cried. The King of Great Britain and Ireland had cried. He cradled the baby close to his chest, admiring his nose, small hands, and eyes.
For the first time, you and George had felt a connection. It wasn’t love, but rather, a mutual understanding that it was both your duties to serve this country, and by that, it meant that you had to keep your composures for your son.
“Oh Will,” you say as you hold your baby close to your chest one night. “My beautiful prince.”
George walks in a bit later when William is sound asleep. His eyes look tired, however, there’s a soft glow in them that seems to be reserved only for William. When you gently place your son down on his crib, George leans in to give the baby a kiss on the forehead, smoothing out his tiny tufts of hair.
Though the two of you don’t talk, George looks at you with a certain look on his face, one that you both silently understand. All of this is for William, the future King of Britain.
So when William had gone sick in the middle of a very cold January, the two of you were losing your minds. The boy was now four, very intelligent and well spoken for his age. He had gotten a terrible fever and was on his bed for the entire month.
Maids and servants would come in, changing the young prince’s sheets to keep him cool, put cold towels on his forehead, and feed him soup to make sure he got all his nutrients. He still wasn’t getting better.
“Will?” You say, opening up the door to his bedroom quietly. It made a small creak, alerting the now awake Prince.
“Yes mum?” His voice was hoarse, and it broke your heart.
“I came in with water, please drink it my darling,” you give your son the warm glass, helping him sit up to drink it.
You run your hands through his hair, rubbing his back softly. You prayed to God everyday that your boy would recover soon.
“Mum.” He says, looking up to meet your eyes. He had your eyes, but his face resembled that of his father, your husband, the King.
“Yes darling?”
“How come you and father never show love towards one another?”
The question caught you off guard, your eyes forming into a sense of panic. But you quickly cover it up, not wanting to worry your son.
“What do you mean Will?” You ask, running your fingers through his hair gently.
“I mean, sometimes when I look out the window, I see visitors outside Buckingham with their parents. They look so happy Mum, their parents look so happy with one another. But I never see you and Father smile at each other, or sit in the same table for dinner. Why Mum?”
You didn’t know how to explain to your son that his parents didn’t love each other and that the whole marriage and his own birth was simply for the next generation of royals.
“Your father and I are simply busy,” you say, making sure to be careful with your words, “he’s the king, he has a lot on his plate my dearest. But we both love you very much.”
“But you don’t love each other.” William whispers underneath his breath. You don’t catch it, which he is silently thankful for.
“Well, Mum has to go,” you say, standing up to adjust your gown. “Feel better my darling.”
You place a kiss on his forehead, and he closes his eyes, ready for another nap.
That night, you sit in the middle of your large bed, tears filling your eyes. The doctor had told you that you were with child, about 3 to 4 weeks. You of course didn’t tell anyone, not even George. Your emotions were all over the place, from your firstborn being extremely sick to this news of you being pregnant.
Your head looks up at the tall ceiling, which was covered in gold and decorated beautifully. Even though you were inside a glorious palace with servants left and right, you have never felt more alone.
A sob leaves your mouth as your breathing gets heavier. You knew it was stupid of you. A queen must always stay composed, but the news of you having another child absolutely wrecked your soul. Of course you loved your child, but it was going to grow up in a loveless home being only being known as the spare, important only if your firstborn were to pass away.
“YN?” A knock comes at your door, the voice of George coming from the other side.
George? You think. Why was he here?
You quickly wipe away your tears, walking up to open the large doors. George’s eyes meet your bloodshot ones, and for a moment, they softened.
“What is wrong my queen?”
That was the only thing it took for you to lose it completely, falling into his arms with sobs wrecking every part of your body.
“Hey hey hey,” George coaxes as he carries the two of you onto your bed, placing you down gently.
You crawl into his arms, wrapping yourself in his embrace. He doesn’t stop you or tense up, instead, letting you place your face into his neck.
“We don’t have to talk about it,” George says softly as he pats your back. Your breathing was uneven, and you were sure you were staining his clothes with your tears.
You guess this was a good way to practice method acting. Pretending that George cared deeply about you, pretending that the two of you were inlove, and pretending that you were one happy family.
Maybe then, William and your new child would grow up happy, fooled by the thought that their parents were happy with one another.
Maybe, it would possibly fool you too.
#king george iii imagines#king george smut#king george x reader#king george bridgerton#king george#king george iii smut#king george iii x reader#king george iii#bridgerton#bridgerton x y/n#bridgerton x reader#bridgerton imagine#bridgerton x female reader#queen charlotte bridgerton#bridgerton x you#king george iii bridgerton#queen charlotte: a bridgerton story
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