You know what I love about the picture that I’m including with this post?
The trucks.
In the foreground we have a white Ford F-350 flatbed that belongs to my husband, George. In the background, we have my dad’s black Ford F-350, a diesel “dually” ( for its dual tires) with “Tim’s Trailer” and a Kubota tractor on [...]
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I recently switched out my down comforter for my quilt, but I must still be too hot at night, because my dreams have been rather disturbing of late.
The one from two nights ago was especially creepy. I was wandering around a commercial boat harbor alone late one night. It was pitch black and quiet. I walked [...]
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This week, my dad sent around a couple of links to You Tube videos that featured salmon seining in Southeast Alaska. I enjoyed them so much that I am providing the links so that you can watch them also. Here they are:
F/V Quandary
F/V Pillar Bay
Admittedly, my family and I felt a range of emotions as [...]
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“No doubt about it. Fishing is a hard way to make a buck…Pile on top of that the worry about the health of the industry, the physical wear and tear, and the separation from family and you’ve got a career that is so difficult, most human beings wouldn’t last a minute in it.”
(Letters to Fishing [...]
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One of the things I’ve found most interesting since starting this blog is studying the statistics for Highliners and Homecomings. These statistics include a daily record that tells me how many people have found their way to this blog and what they were looking for when they found it.
When I log on to my “dashboard,” [...]
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The Writer Mama has a post up on her blog in which she celebrates the start of summer by sharing a list of things currently bringing her joy. It’s such a nice idea that I decided to celebrate the new season by sharing my own list.
Writing Mentors. I am happy that I can learn from [...]
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It’s amazing the way life’s pace picks up the second your husband and his boat arrive home from fishing. I felt the the change–the quickening of the household pulse–even as I stood on my porch last week and watched George and the Vis glide across the bay, home from the Alaska halibut and blackcod season.
Here [...]
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I was sitting in the rocking chair last night reading to Eva when the phone rang. “Schile, George,” my talking caller i.d. announced.
Finally!
I’d tried to call George’s cell phone over the last couple of days because he was driving the boat home from Alaska, where he recently wrapped up his halibut and blackcod [...]
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Dialing…881631530…for the fifth time in a row.
“Hello?”
Finally! The long-awaited answer.
“What are you doing?” I ask G.
“I’m driving the boat home,” he answers.
“What were you doing?” I ask.
“Bringing in the last of the halibut,” he replies.
“Where are you?”
“In between Yakitat and Sitka.”
“When will you be home?”
“I expect to be home on the 11th.”
“Well, I was worried when [...]
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“Fishing families are known for having strong family ties that help them manage the daily strains of fishing.”
(Fishing Families Project/Oregon State University 1997)
One of those daily strains: Worry.
Now, I seldom worry about George’s safety and well-being when he is at sea. The boat is well-built, seaworthy, and solid. Its engines and equipment are current [...]
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