
Passing Peavine, with some fall colors.
View through old, frosted windows.
View looking out the other side window - the building is mostly a storage area at present, with homebuilt cedar-strip canoe taking up most of the space.
View looking upwards, making me think of winter treks through the coming snow - hopefully not coming here too soon, as we will leave our drip system on.
That's just a quick note - and now, back to the road!

This first job was hourly at $5.00/hour or less, and with the considerable daily and weekly overtime we made, working 12 days in a row and often 12 hours or more a day, our overtime brought our monthly rate up to about $1000/month, which was close to the going rate for summer geologists that year. It was one hell of a summer, in many ways, unforgettable and memorable, and the pay got me through my last year as a graduate student, the year during which I completed my thesis and wasn't funded by the university.
Eleven and Three:That would be midnight of Thursday night. The first day off, Friday, was spent sleeping in late, and then wandering around groggily for the rest of the day. Friday usually wasn't much of a day, but it was something. Saturday was a complete day off. Sunday was a part day off, because we would have to leave sometime Sunday afternoon in order to start work Monday morning bright and early (or maybe not quite so early on Monday). Although we supposedly had 3 days off, it didn't seem like it because of the drive-on-your-own-time requirement; our days off were really more like 2 to 2.5. I never liked that schedule at all and wouldn't recommend it to anyone.
Ten and Four:
My favorite lure for catching silver salmon in the Kenai River - a bright orange pixee. Bright green is also good.
My favorite bank-fishing area.
The bank from which we actually fished.
Another view of the bank we fished from, taken from a boat in the river.
My favorite fisherwoman - actually, our best fish catcher; she usually catches fish even when no one else does.
Yours truly after catching more than enough pink salmon: I needed to take a break. We don't generally keep pink salmon. As soon as they leave salt water for the river, they start "turning" - as do all salmon - but fast, with the males getting a large hump on their backs. So they are also called humpies. They are smaller than silver salmon, are kind of bony, and are often mushy, especially the males. Sometimes a good, silver-looking female pink is okay to keep and eat. Sometimes they are good for smoking. I read recently that they are underrated, but quite frankly, I don't think so! Pink salmon is fine as commercial fish caught out in salt water and sold in cans; it is merely okay to much less than okay if eaten out of a river.
And what's that? Another humpie? Aaargghhh...
A great cast by our most persistent fisherman, and hence, our top catcher of silver salmon!
When fishing, remember to go out when it's early, mid-day, late, later, foggy, cloudy, sunny, rainy - in fact anytime that you aren't doing something else.
If you get bored, at least there are rocks to look at!
...and by our two-toned aspen trees in the backyard.