{"id":2526,"date":"2021-07-15T03:44:00","date_gmt":"2021-07-15T03:44:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/saraloewen.com\/?p=2526"},"modified":"2023-04-06T17:40:55","modified_gmt":"2023-04-06T17:40:55","slug":"camp-island-karluk-lake","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/saraloewen.com\/?p=2526","title":{"rendered":"Camp Island, Karluk Lake"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Karluk Lake is bay-sized, so big you find yourself looking for whales and expecting changing tides. Big enough that you can stay here, on an island on an island. It\u2019s quiet and still enough that you hear the splashing of bears fishing for salmon miles away before you spot them through binoculars. You find yourself constantly, enthusiastically, reaching for binoculars here, which is funny because you wouldn\u2019t say that bears are your favorite charismatic megafauna, more like elephants and orangutans. A close Kodiak bear encounter has never been on your bucket list. Still, you\u2019re elated the evening you watch a mama bear meandering along the shoreline with cubs following behind like funny brown prepositions\u2014over boulders, under branches, between blooming pushki they follow her, the center of everything. Because you too are a mother who will never be free from worry again, her steady graceful certainty that the three cubs will keep up and stay close makes you think of how you\u2019ll carry your kids with you always, even when they\u2019re cities or continents away. And your babies are getting older, the first one towers over you now, the middle one picks you up when he hugs, but the youngest still wanders into your bed at night, so that daily you swing between longing for just a little space and peace, while already mourning the days when you won\u2019t be the center of all this wild chaos. Some mornings you sit down to write through two cups of coffee before they wake up, hungry, rosy cheeked and bed headed, with dreams to retell, wrenching you back from that brief reunion with the creative you once defined yourself by. You launch yourself into the current of tending and soothing and scolding and feeding because you aren\u2019t an island at all, you\u2019re the water around it, pouring yourself into the world, with all the women you love around you, holding both the calm and never stillness, the darkness and the bright reflections of this bewildering beautiful life, trying to hold everything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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many thanks to the wonderful Kodiak Brown Bear Center and Lodge<\/h2>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Karluk Lake is bay-sized, so big you find yourself looking for whales and expecting changing tides. Big enough that you can stay here, on an island on an island. It\u2019s quiet and still enough that you hear the splashing of bears fishing for salmon miles away before you spot them through binoculars. You find yourself […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2529,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_themeisle_gutenberg_block_has_review":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/saraloewen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2526"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/saraloewen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/saraloewen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/saraloewen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/saraloewen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2526"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/saraloewen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2526\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2537,"href":"https:\/\/saraloewen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2526\/revisions\/2537"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/saraloewen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/2529"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/saraloewen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2526"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/saraloewen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2526"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/saraloewen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2526"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}