One Man's Opinion

I happen to like elephants, and I worry about them being poached for their ivory in the Serengeti, exploited in the circus, generally abused and just flatly eliminated from the face of the earth. I've never been close enough to one to smell its breath, but I have been close enough to garbage to smell it, and I frankly doubt that anything an elephant could expel would smell as bad. I think the reference is just somebody's idea of being funny so I won't hold it against them since they probably didn't get the idea from first hand experience. I'm pretty sure there weren't a lot of elephants roaming the Pacific Northwest in the 1800s.

This plaque is another in the series of historical markers along Harris Street on the way to the Alaska Ferry Dock -- bits of history and humor from the past. They're largely ignored and untended and I just happened upon them accidentally while walking along the bay looking for blip ops at the docks. I have a couple more to go then I'll turn the camera toward the bay and see what floats by.