Cars and Kayaks

Fair warning for the faint of heart: There is a picture of a headless sea lion carcass further down in this post. I kept it small. Sorry, but that’s Alaska for you. It’s the circle of life, guys.

My apologies for the long delay in updating. Still hard to find time to sit in front of my computer with Internet long enough to update. I know that I have overly romantic tendencies and fall in love with places too easily, which means that I fit in pretty well in Haines. For example–befriending a fisherman and a forager means that dinners have consisted of fresh halibut or salmon and salads made from foraged greens lately, and our conversations largely consist of how awesome this place is. And sometimes we watch whales and porpoises while eating delicious food. And then we play music. We have in fact formed a trio and named ourselves the Goddamn Band, but we have yet to make our public debut. I’ll let you all know when that happens.

Salmon dinner

King salmon dinner at the Dalton City Fairgrounds

Salmon dinner 2

Sockeye salmon, Coho salmon, and foraged greens with hooligan fish

A slightly blurry but very accurate portrayal of Jon the banjo-pickin' fisherman.

A slightly blurry but very accurate portrayal of Jon the banjo-pickin’ fisherman.

Things that are not as awesome about Haines? Horseflies, mosquitoes, no-see-ums, and a tendency to see folks driving around with beers in hand….

That being said, there are some of us who aren’t talented at driving even when we’re stone-cold sober.  Just yesterday, I was going to borrow my host’s car to go pick up my friend Kristen, who is visiting from Washington, DC. After spending 3 seconds in the car, I managed to back it into a ditch that I discovered (the hard way) was right behind the driveway. TO BE FAIR, I have logged like 100 hours driving an extra large cargo van, I’m very good at driving in the city, and I DO have a license. I just have really rotten luck.

Car in ditch

….oops.

Waking up your host at 2:30 AM with a panicked knock and an “Eric…um….Eric? You know that ditch near your driveway? Yeah, your car’s in it…” it a surefire way to get someone a little panicked, but fortunately, he thought the whole thing was pretty funny.  Which is good for me, otherwise I’d be out a place to stay for the rest of the summer. Also his car wasn’t broken, which probably worked out in my favor.  We eventually got it out with the help of a very generous friend and a man who was driving home from the bar (there’s some irony there).

I had told Kristen in the meantime to try and hitch a ride from the ferry terminal into town, but a friend was kind enough to go get her (with me in tow). So she’s here in Alaska, safe and sound (so far), and we’re driving up to Whitehorse to go camping this weekend. I’m hoping that my obvious lack of driving skills will excuse me from having to get behind the wheel, but it’s a 5-hour drive one way, so I probably won’t be so lucky.

Kristen got to see a bunch of eagles that were feeding off of this washed up sea lion carcass. Jed looks on cautiously.

Kristen got to see a bunch of eagles that were feeding off of this washed up sea lion carcass. Jed looks on cautiously.

Selfie

A happy (but tired) selfie at Battery Point

The forager friend also has access to several kayaks, so I took the day off yesterday and paddled around with them.

It was a beautiful day, but the horseflies were in full force. Kristen is under that PFD.

It was a beautiful day, but the horseflies were in full force. Kristen is under that PFD.

We all stayed surprisingly dry.

We all stayed surprisingly dry.

Kristen kayaks.

The scenery was just terrible the whole time.

I will leave you with this photo of Emily posing outside the museum.

Emily poses with an ice cream bowl.

Emily poses with an ice cream bowl.

I swear, we do work 35 hours a week. It’s just that it’s not as much fun to write about those things.

 

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