I bet I'd find neat stuff in them there woods. Like bears.
Hey, some girl got in my shot of that mountain!
Downriggers are too fancy for me, so I set grandpa Bill to it.
Ocean Fishing: Day 2. Ohhhh, just a Pink, Jules. Too bad. After all that work, too.
Friday, August 12, 2005
Oh, I should mention Pete too, since he came along. Pete is Julia's stepmom, Cathy's, dad. (Wow, how do you even punctuate all that? I made it up.) Got all that? Are you keeping track? Because there will be a quiz.
See? I told you I did all the work. That included cleaning, filleting, and skinning my fish, thank you very much. But watch that dock. It's slippery with all that fish blood and rain and slime and stuff... and you've got a really sharp knife in your hand so... Sheesh! Be Careful!
Julia's grandpa Bill (who adopted me in May when he first met me) and all the halibut we kept. That big one was his, not mine. This is Swanson Bay, where we stayed the night on the boat.
Ocean Fishing: Day 1. This is my first halibut! I will have you know that I do all the work myself. And it's a lot of work, even if it's not a really big fish (mine ran 10-15 lbs). Also in the picture is Julia's dad, Rob. Next time, maybe I will let him catch some fish. Maybe.
Okay, see if you can keep this straight: Mark's sister, Gail, is married to Josh. Josh is an officer in the national guard and is in Iraq with Mark. Three weeks before Josh and Mark left, Kacy was born to Josh and Gail. This is Kacy and her aunt Julia. Whew! (Isn't Kacy white?)
Thursday, August 11, 2005
After a lovely day of shopping and lunch at The Hanger (Mmm--halibut burger, halibut chowder, water-front view, all on someone else's card...) it was off to DIPAC (Douglas Island Pink and Chum, I think), the fish hatchery!
The Red Dog Saloon. Heard of it, you say? Yes, this is it. No, I didn't go in. I'd had enough alcohol for one morning, thanks.
Downtown Juneau! Ain't it cute?
I went back to bed after my morning walk, but it was still only 9:45 am when the brewery opened and Katie had more beer than she'd ever had in her life (which was still less than a full taste-test glass). Julia's mom designed all those cool Alaskan labels, by the way.
The beach is not made up of sand or rocks. Nope. Shells. Crunch, crunch, crunch.
Wednesday morning, I got up early and went for a walk on the beach. On some mornings, when the tide is low, the beach is swarming with eagles. I was not treated to this, but it's hard to avoid the eagles nonetheless, and I thought this was a pretty picture.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
There was no whale watching on the way back, so Julia and I slept most of the way. Just as we were coming back into Auke Bay, I saw these very interesting clouds.( Something Julia does not seem to understand.)
