I have been seriously slacking in the blogging department. Mostly because we’ve had a lot of sunny
days these last two weeks and I usually want to spend my breaks outside instead of inside where I can connect to the internet.
Last week Shelby came back from a five day safari trip that she was driving. I like Shelby a lot; she is probably one of my favorite people here. She is tall and always loud and full of energy. She knows
a lot about cars and welding and she can beat most of the boys at pool. She has probably fifteen tattoos. If she and Brian got into a fight, I think I’d put my money on Shelby. Just saying. So she gets back, runs into the cache, steals the snacks I was refilling, and tells me that this weekend (last weekend) we are going to go to Sunrise (the only bar i
n town) on our Friday night, the Girdwood Forest fair on our Saturday, and then to Seward for Mount Marathon on Independence Day. Oh, you didn’t have plans yet, did you?
So we did. Forest Fair was fun.
It was kind of like a hippie-arts-and-crafts festival. Plus a beer garden. A lot of our staff members volunteer to do “Earth Maintenance” (i.e., trash pick-up) because that basically gets you unlimited free beer. They had a lot of really cool ceramics (Brian and Shelby both got mugs) and a lot of the artists did interesting prints. Although there was a lot of pictures of bears and moose and traditional Alaskan things that I thought were kind of cheesy though. And also a lot of state-fair-type food. Disgusting, yet delicious.
The next day we went out to Seward for their Independence Day street fair. Every year they have “Mount Marathon” which
is a race 3022 feet up and then down a mountain. The athletes
that run in this are just amazing. The first and second place winners for the women were both Olympic skiers, and the woman who won first place did it in 52 minutes. The manager of our company does it every year in about an hour and a half and the owner’s wife (who is fifty-four years old) did it this year in 57 minutes. The oldest person to finish this year was eighty-two. It was pretty amazing to watch. They have EMT stations staggered throughout the trail. On the way down the runners just leap. They are barely touching the mountain; every time they touch down they leap down probably fifteen feet. Some of the people who cross the finish line are just covered in blood from just tumbling the
whole way down. It’s pretty insane.
It was a fun weekend, but it was super busy. We were constantly travelling and on the move.
So this weekend we decided to just take it easy. We went King Salmon fishing (which required basically no work because it’s not fly fishing, so you’re literally just sitting there and because we didn’t catch any King Salmon). Brian and I went with Fish Guide Brian and Fish Guide Brian’s friend, Brian, and his son, Briar. No joke. Three Brians, a Briar, and me. It made me understand why we pack the fish guides twenty-five pounds of food every day. Because it’s so boring that all you do is e
at. Between the five of us,
we ate an entire block of provolone cheese. Not because you’re hungry, just because when you’re not catching fish, there is nothing else to do.
Time to go back to work. Promise to post again in a few days!
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