The Alaskan Blogger’s Dilemma- When you have a lot of stuff to write about, there’s no effing time to write!
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- Salmon to catch
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- Young men to trick into cleaning my fish
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- Blog, or catch Kings…..hmmmmm
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- Birds to shoot
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- It’s official- they do shit in the woods.
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- English Breakfast? I can do that….
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- halibut cheek to cook…
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- Poor guy is still cleaning my fish….
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- customers to cook for…
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- clams to dig…
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- customers to feed….
Winter in Alaska- a time to cozy up by the fire, listen to the blowing wind lashing the eaves, watch the aurora borealis, ponder how dead you are if the heat goes out, hang out in coffee shops, and an excellent time to blog. Just one problem- not much to blog about.
Summer, however, is go-time. The sun is up (all effing night) , it’s “warm”, it’s fishing season, the animals are up and about, and the tourists are hungry. I generally work every day in the summer, getting up about 3:30am to cook breakfast, wrapping up about 6, then am off till 5pm or so, when I cook dinner. That’s usually wrapped up by 9 or so. Between breakfast and dinner, and sometime dinner and breakfast, I try to cram in as much summer living as possible, whether it be fishing, clamming, hunting, hiking, or just grabbing a sandwich and going down to the beach and watching the volcano belch and the waves roll up. I generally spend as much time as possible outdoors, just ’cause you can’t in the winter.
Unfortunately, this leaves little time for blogging. I’m going to try to get on here and post something at least once a week, but we probably won’t see daily posts until this winter/fall. I am taking notes and doing journal entries so that this winter I can blog all about this summer.
Sorry if this disappoints, but I’m here to live the life, not write about what I wish I was doing.
May 28, 2009 at 6:42 AM
Good planning, besides how the heck can you hold a fishing pole, gun, spatula or digging trowel and type at the same time? Even you aren’t that good. Are you sure you want to be there all winter????? Cold is one four letter word I don’t understand. When the northern lights lights start blasting the inside of your eyeballs, just remember your old grey-haired Mama with the free house and food on the Gulf Coast…..
May 28, 2009 at 8:32 AM
May come to visit, mom, but to establish residency in AK you need to be here (and BE here) for one year. This would open many hunting opportunities for me, as a lot are for residents onlyas well as eliminate the need to buy big game tags (ie , moose- non-res, $450, res, 0$)
June 8, 2009 at 12:34 AM
Economy is Always good thinking!!! But I do want to lash hairy eyeballs on you again before I’m too damn old to flash anybody! Tell me a good time to come and I’ll start a travel kitty.