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Friday, June 19, 2015

First Salmon Berry & Garden at the Solstice

First salmonberry in Stuey's hot hand

When the salmonberries started to bloom way back at the very beginning of April (click for post) I thought we'd be eating berries by the beginning of June.  But spring did slow down, and the I did not see my first ripe salmonberry until today.  Stuey snatched it off the bush and after I took a few photos he gobbled it up.  This year I think there will be a bumper crop of berries.

The garden is also surprisingly sparse considering I've been mowing the lawn for a month and a half.  But lately with the super warm sunny weather it has finally started to ramp up the growth.  My garlic has been big from the start.  I'm wondering how I'll know when it is time to harvest it.
Patrick

Carrots, beets, and Swiss Chard

Radishes, carrots, and garlic

Potatoes and Garlic

Carrots and mixed salad greens

Eying the berry

Monday, June 15, 2015

Quick trip to Afognak for subsistence reds

Eating dinner and watching for fish to hit the net

After work on Friday Stuey and I headed up to Afognak with Mike P to try our hand at catching some subsistence red salmon.  We went up in tandem in two boats and the trip was an hour and twenty minutes from town - a quick trip to Heaven!  Mike slept in his boat while Stuey and I camped on shore.  Not much beats cooking dinner with a spectacular view while waiting for fish to hit the net.

Mike and I like to bleed and ice our fish right away and we marked the 2 fish we did not see hit the net, and thus had pretty much died before we got to them.  Back home when we canned the fish the 2 marked fish were noticeably less 'glossy' and firm.  So clearly it pays off in fish quality to watch the net closely.  When you see the corks bobbing it's time to check the net!

By the time we were done we had caught 10 reds, and, much to Stuey's delight, 2 kings.  Our haul filled up 3 pressure cookers almost exactly - 40 pounds of canned salmon.

The only downside to the trip was the arrival at dawn Saturday of another subsistence group who apparently had their hearts set on fishing the exact set we had already claimed.  They tried to bully us into leaving by erroneously telling us we were fishing illegally and that they were going to call the troopers.  They even started to set up a bonfire and picnic on the beach directly below where we were already camping.  It was a bizarre and slightly ugly situation.  But Mike and I called the troopers ourselves, made sure that we really had done nothing illegal, and held our ground.  They threatened putting nets on either side of ours, but eventually moved off nearby, set their nets, and had their picnic on the beach.

Where do these people come from - what motivates them? It's not like where we set our net is the only good set in the area.  In fact, the evening before another group had stopped by, saw that we had already set up, and after a friendly encounter moved on up the bay.  The next day we talked to them when they were on their way home and they had caught 40 fish.  I guess common courtesy pays!

Anyway, it was still a great weekend.  Stuey got to go camping AND catch fish to help feed the family - a most enjoyable and productive trip.
Patrick

Keeping warm with the Lucy lamp in the evening

And it's a king - not a red!

Stuey's first king

Big KING!

Afognak is Federal water so the fishing can start earlier and go later

Watching the net

Stuey killing time in the kayak

Checking the net

Stuey's second king

Sunday, June 14, 2015

Girl Scout Camping!

Last night I took my girl scout troop on our first ever camping trip! I was excited~and nervous~wanting it to go well. 

The weather was stunning, in the 60's. The scouts were amazing....so thoughtful, energetic. We had a blast cooking around the fire, singing campfire songs...complete with giggling at bedtime until 10:30. 

I couldn't have been happier. 
For two years I've waited for this moment-my first girl scout camping trip. We're already planning up future camping trips... :)


Songs around the campfire. Leila led with her blue ukulele! 


The adults...Jen, Leila, myself, Erica and Roxann

snug as bugs in rugs!

Checking out the camp schedule

circle time the next morning

wildflower hike in the morning


My scout, Emma, who is moving next week. I'll miss her. 

Nora and I :)

Leila~girl scout extraordinaire! :)

Friday, June 12, 2015

An Elusive Sighting

 
  
The floating object was truly a mystery to me. What was this large  white  mass at the outlet of Litnik Bay? It hardly moved and looked like a small amphitheater. Very un-alaskan, really. For a moment I thought it could be yacht. What could produce such a large bright reflection?  

 Every summer our family spends several weeks on Afognak Island hiking, catching salmon, picking berries, resting on the beach.  Laying in the sun.  Or hiding from the rain and wind in the woods.  The day after school got out this spring, we  packed up and headed straight out to Afognak. It was several days into the trip  when  we saw this unusual structure in the far distance.  

On the day we were preparing to  leave my husband Patrick took our two kids on a boat ride across the way. They ventured over to see what the white structure was.  It was a large fin whale which had  very recently washed up on shore. There were long black and white stripes along the whale's body and it was bloated and swollen. The bears hadn't yet discovered it.  

When the kids returned from their boat ride, I heard the details and saw their pictures with amazement. I never imagined it was a whale.   As we flew away from camp later that day,  we asked the pilot to make a distant pass over the whale to take a  look.   There the whale laid, so majestically against the cliffs in the calm surf.   

 I later learned that a very young fin whale calf  also died and was found floating nearby.  It is highly probably that this is mom-baby pair, and that the mom was possibly struck by  a boat.  This momma-calf pairing  can't be confirmed without sampling from both whales.    

Fin whales are the second largest whales with blue whales being the largest. They are more solitary  than other whales. And they are a challenge to ID and track compared to other whale species. 

After returning to Kodiak during the course of unpacking,  I asked Nora and Stuey what their favorite part of our camping trip was. Was it the smores? Beach time? Camping in the tents? Unlimited hot cocoa? Seeing the sea otters? It was none of the above. Nearly in unison, they both answered, "Seeing the dead whale." I was surprised, but not really.  It is a moment which may never happen again in their life time-to run across such a newly beached whale, by itself. Undisturbed by animals or people. It was so surreal to all of us. 

Today I ran across one of the local whale experts and asked how the Fin whale was doing.   The whales' whereabouts is unknown~she became unbeached from where we saw her and was last seen floating through Kupreaonof straits towards Shelikof. The recently decreased  whale and the baby calf  are staying true to the spirit of the  fin whale spirit-remaining elusive.  Now the the currents, tides and winds are in charge. With their mighty forces, it is these elements of nature which will determine the final resting lands for these two beautiful mammals.   
Zoya 

Monday, June 08, 2015

Buskin Reds at Dawn

A rare selfie - it caught dawn as I left Kodiak

Yesterday I got up before sunrise and with Dawson, Joe, Max and Mike helped set a subsistence net in front of the Buskin River. It was a beautiful sunrise.  Right away we caught some red salmon and a great big king, but after that things slowed considerably and we only caught one more fish in 4 hours.  Of course immediately after we pulled the net a school of jumping red salmon showed up right where the net had been moments before.

We set our net right next to shore and Dawson's wife and kids joined us on the beach.  The kids would paddle out to the boat in the inflatable and look at the net on the way.  Mike's boat was anchored in very shallow water immediately off the beach.  You could see schools of needlefish and herring swimming by - I tried and failed to get photos of the fish.  Then I tried to take a picture of the wave-textured bottom below the boat, and I did not know it, but I caught a sculpin in the photo.  I only saw him in the photo when I downloaded the pictures onto the computer at home.

Then back home we processed all the fish and I canned up a batch.  Salmon for the winter.  The first stored food of this years abundance!  Patrick





Look closely for Mr Sculpin


Sunday, June 07, 2015

Sheratin Skate Ski


Last week I looked at pictures of Zoya's camping spot on Sheratin and thought, 'hmmm, there's enough flat snow for some good skate skiing.'  And so yesterday I hiked up and went skate skiing.  In the intervening week it had melted some, but it was still good. I still had an area that is bigger than what I generally ski on the golf course.  I created a 3K or so loop and had at it for an hour.  The snow was soft corn, but quite fast.  I may even take Stuey up there for another ski.

Patrick




Thursday, June 04, 2015

Lisa and Gregg


Some final photos from last week's trip to Afognak.  We returned from the trip over a week ago now, and events from the trip are well on their way to becoming memories.

On this trip Lisa and Gregg joined us for the last 2 days.  It's been almost 3 years since they last visited us out on Afognak.  Last time they visited us we went deer hunting.  This year it was all about finding morel mushrooms.  Sadly we did not any of the tasty mushrooms -  I think we were a wee bit early.  But we did try eating seaweed, beach spinach, lovage, nettles, and even some rhubarb still growing in an old garden that had not been tended in over 50 years.

Then on the way back to town from Afognak Gregg and I had the whaler engine go kaput way out in the middle of the bay and had to ignominiously get towed back to town.  Now that'll be a lasting memory for sure!
Patrick






Wednesday, June 03, 2015

Trying to find a big titanium pot

On a recent elk hunt - everybody waiting to eat the meal in the big titanium pot cooking on the wood stove

Zoya has recently gotten into backpacking cooking gear, and it has piqued my interest in the subject as well.  So I've been cruising the backpacking forums and gear websites in search of the latest and greatest in backpacking cooking technology.  The upshot of my research is that it seems the latest and greatest is all about freeze dried meals and small pots for simply boiling water (or worse yet 'jetboil' type contraptions).  It seems that modern backpackers are not so much into actually cooking a meal as they are into 'reconstituting' a meal.

The downside of all this is that I could not find any large, lightweight titanium pots for sale on the internet.  The pot pictured on the stove above no longer seems to exist in the backpacking retail world.  That particular titanium pot holds 4 liters of food - enough food that I can (and often have) fed an entire party of elk hunters from just one pot.  Modern backpackers don't seem to want big pots - they do seem to want whatever boils large volumes of water FAST.

I also read that titanium cookware is difficult to cook with because the metal does not conduct heat well and is subject to hotspots.  Aluminum is supposedly better because it conducts and spreads heat better.  It boils water faster and doesn't burn the food.  I read very little in the way of dissent with this mantra.  And it all goes completely against with how I cook while backpacking.  I like BIG titanium pots, and SLOW cooked meals on top of direct heat.

First of all, I like titanium precisely because it does conduct heat so poorly.  I love that you can take a pot off of the stove and the titanium seems to keep it hot forever.  It does not conduct the cold from the ground that you set it on.  That said, a titanium pot also takes a lot longer to bring something to a boil.  Like a good friend Titanium is slow to boil but once at heat it lasts forever.  Aluminum is more the fickle friend - easy to heat, quick to cool.

I find that the hotspots and subsequent burnt food are more of a problem with aluminum pots because you have to keep them on the flame to stay hot whereas with the titanium pots once hot you can remove them from the stove and they continue to cook.

Admittedly, I mostly cook on top of lightweight woodstoves.  I am into SLOW cooked food.  The woodstove pictured above, complete with 9 foot stove pipe, weighs on the order of 2 pounds (tent for 4 and woodstove weighed 5 pounds all together).  For me the cooking process is all part of the fun.  I like the conversation around the wood stove while we wait for the food to cook.  I'd have a hard time with simply heating water, pouring it into a packet, gobbling the reconstituted mess down, and retreating to the sleeping bag for the night.  I see cooking as entertainment. And even without the woodstove, I find it easy to cook the Zatarains type meals SLOWLY on the 'pocket rocket' stove in a titanium pot.

Freeze dried food is also shockingly expensive.  A good 2 person, freeze dried meal costs close to 15 dollars (Packit Gourmet prices - actually edible freeze dried food)!  A packet of Zatarains red beans and rice costs less than 3 dollars, has a better caloric value than the freeze dried meal, and weighs about the same.  It just takes longer to cook. But add some hard salami, oil, an onion, maybe some beach lovage or other local greens, and after an extra half hour or so of cooking you got something oh so much better than that 15 dollar, freeze-dried meal in a plastic pocket, ready in minute.

Still, sad to say, it seems it is almost impossible to buy the big titanium pot you need to cook a meal the slow way.  So if you see a big titanium pot - buy it.

Patrick




Tuesday, June 02, 2015

Nora and Stuey


Nora and Stuey have always loved going to Afognak, but they have not always been easy to entertain once they got there.  Hikes were always too long, or they needed our supervision and active participation to be happy.  But this year I am happy to say that we seemed to have turned a corner.

I'll admit some of the long hikes still ended in tears, and there were plenty of kid spats, but in general kid entertainment was far, far easier.  They wanted to go on long hikes and kayak trips, and looked forward to the daily exploration trip.  They kayaked on their own in the shallow water next to the beach.  Stuey quietly tended the fire alone.  WOW!

Now the kid spats .. ...

Patrick