Camp Life

Our camp near the site.

Our dig accommodations in Old Harbor have been pretty cush.  We have a really nice house in town with hot water for laundry and showers and a great kitchen, and, lately, we have set up a field camp near our site.  The commute out to the site was beginning to take up too much of the work day. For the last week or so we have been splitting time between our ‘town’ and ‘field’ houses.  I like the amenities in town but I love the view and woodstove out at the camp.

In the evening the bears come out onto the flats below our site to graze on the new salt grass shoots.  And the view is really unbelievable.  It is also constantly changing.  I have taken way too many pictures of it. 

Last weekend Chase and I climbed the mountain on the other side of the creek.  We saw some goats on the next mountain over and got a great view of our camp and the site.  The creek looks really ‘big’ from up there.  It is aptly named.

Glassing the bears in front of camp at sunset

Hanging out by the wood stove

Spam for breakfast

Chase at the top of the mountain where we turned around on our hike

Cottonwood grove leafing out

View down over Big Creek and the site - at the end of the thumb like peninsula

Chase catches a nap before we head back from our hike

View from camp at low tide

View from camp at high tide

Last night Chase and I took the inflatable kayaks out for a spin before bed.  It was flat calm and there was a loon making his eerie call.  Chase caught a flounder that we ate for breakfast.  Patrick