Skiff to Unga

On Tuesday, there was an invite that I couldn’t pass up.  Come to Unga with us on a skiff ride, It’ll be fun.  Normally on a school night I am hesitant to engage in the extracurricular.  Since I was caught up on my planning for the next school day, I went and had a great time.

Enjoy the pictures from my outing below. 

By the way, school is going well.  The kids are getting accustomed to the routine and things are falling into place. 

Lastly, D & C, if you happen upon this post, congratulations on the new little one.  Hopefully you have some restful nights.

Oh and before I forget, if you call or text me and don’t hear from me, my phone has been on the fritz.  Sometimes the weather and/or other elements really impact phones and internet out here.  Also, speaking of internet, to save on bills ($133 to be exact) we dropped the landline and the internet.  I’ll likely be slow to reply due to this cost cutting decision.

Humpy.  There were two kids fishing in our group.  This fish is dirty because he was flopping about.  He was placed far away from the water to prevent him from going back into stream.  BUT some of the fish began disappearing.

Just up the stream from where the last shot was taken.

Silver fox trying to steal goose down jacket.  SHE was the one stealing the fish.  This little lady was very close to the kids fishing and was not deterred by four adults running up to take photos. 

The same fox deciding if she wants to take the offering.

She was so cute.  Shortly after this she ran away only to jump the stream and watch the kids fishing from the other side.

Spawning salmon.

Anchor with skiff in the background.  Did you know that as the tide recedes you have to give it a little shove towards the water every now and then?  If you don't, your skiff will get stuck and you'll be in trouble and have to wait until the tide comes back in.  Notice the wine bottle in the midground.  It was used to smash old bottles to make future beach glass.  If you're going to harvest beach glass, you'd better start some new glass for future beach combers.

Humpy waiting to be cleaned.  It will become Ukala.  Pronounced You-ca-luh.  It is cleaned and the bottom part is left attached so that it can be easily hung on a fish drying rack.

Up the hill from the beach on Unga Island.  In the fenced in area is two graves.  One is dated 1840-1920, the other had a birth date and deceased date much earlier than the one mentioned.  The other island you see in the background is Popof Island, the one that we live on. 

Carrying her catch.  Notice her nails, she just got back from town (Anchorage) and had them done while there.

Map of Unga Island & Popof.  On the left is Unga and on the right is Popof, the one we live on.