You wouldn't think a fish out of water would last long, would you? You would be amazed. Northern Pike are said to cross the tundra here in Alaska. And it makes sense. How else would they populate all the little lakes and ponds across this landscape? People even say they find whole pike skeletons out in the middle of nowhere. Apparently that fish didn't last.
And what about flounders? When the tide goes out, sometimes they get stuck on the mud flats, sucking air. Somehow they manage to stay alive until the next tide comes in.
Why then am I a fish out of water? Surely I'm not a fish! No, just checked, I'm mostly human. But here's the thing, I go out into the world, but I always dip back into the waters of home to refresh myself. ALWAYS.
My upcoming adventure is test fishing. I'm leaving for Port Moller tomorrow. I've never been that far south on this side of AK, so I'm looking forward to seeing some new country. I'm excited to be the first girl on this particular crew too. I'll show them what a Bristol Bay girl is capable of. Maybe I'm just tooting my own horn, but I think we're a pretty special breed around here (you can decide which sense of "special"). I'm a bit sad too, though. I'm leaving home just before the rest of the family and fishermen show up. I'll be missing out on some stuff, but I should be back in time to have a little fun.
I don't know how well I'll keep up on this blog or how much computer access I'll have while I'm down there, but you can count on an update around mid July when I get back to the bay. Wish me luck and I'll try out some fish whispering and see if I can't send them in the right direction!
