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Tuesday, August 26, 2025
Early August
Sunday, August 24, 2025
Off to College
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Foggy Kodiak at 7:30 AM |
Saturday, August 23, 2025
A deer for Stuey
Thursday, August 7, 2025
Early August at Lipsett Point
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Whaler at Anchor - we got there by whaler this trip |
Today I am off to Karluk Lake for a couple of weeks of camping and an archaeological excavation. But before I go I need to report on our quick weekend trip to Lipsett Point. Over the weekend Stuey and I went up to Afognak with some friends from Anchorage. We don't usually go there in the middle of summer and it was weird to see it so green.
On this trip we did a lot of hiking and tried to get a deer. However, the mornings were foggy and the wind was from the completely wrong direction. It was always behind us as we hiked and all the deer smelled us and ran away. Still it was gorgeous in the trees, and there was plenty of teepee and beach time. And of course we cranked up our 'red neck hot tub' - an old cast iron tub that we fill with sea water and heat with a propane 'crab cooker'.
On this trip I discovered that the hedgehog mushrooms are out far earlier than I thought. We usually harvest them around Labor Day, but here we were at the very beginning of August and there were plenty of hedgehogs. I picked a solid 10 pounds of them to take home, and one evening Ray cooked up a batch for an appetizer. He sauteed them and added the garlic scapes from my garden that we'd brought on the trip.
Patrick
Hedgehog mushrooms and garlic scapes cooking on the wood stove |
The petroglyphs are particularly clear when the sun is just right at 10 AM |
Wednesday, July 23, 2025
Some final pictures from Maine
Thursday, July 17, 2025
Good Food
Vacation is all about food, and we ate well in Maine. Practically every meal consisted of at least something getting cooked on the grill. But at this time of the year in Maine there are also lots of fresh vegetables available.
In the beginning of the trip we mostly ate down at Granny Thurby's house on the water. Later on we mostly ate up at my mom's, Granny Coco's, house up on the hill. We'd commute on foot or by bike between the 2 houses. My mom and I would play Scrabble while we cooked dinner. She's pretty good at Scrabble and I never did beat her at it.
I think my favourite meal was lobsters on the lower deck. Nothing quite like eating lobsters and throwing the shells directly off the deck and into the water.
Patrick
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First night chaos - this was the meal the evening we arrived |
Lobster and wine on the deck - an annual tradition |
Blue mussels at a restaurant on the Harbor in Camden |