The summer has come to pass.
Well, after that last post on July 11th, the Shawnee left port and didn't return until the very end of August. It was insane.. innumerable ups and downs. Heartaches and triumphs, but the rewards ended up so great. We spent the last month within the same 1 mile radius of Halibut Bay. To spend a month in such a small area was so strange.. so confined, but with such amazing surroundings... ocean, rain, sunsets, meteor showers, bear, deer, porpoises.. I won't try to document the rest of the summer in as well as the previous months, but before we move onto Port O'Brien happenings.. I will post some pictures from the last month and a half..
Igvak, on the Mainland right before our Halibut Bay campout.. the sky was on fire.

My dad and I.

Rehanging the chafe gear (orange) to the lead line. (On rocky bottoms, the web is torn away from the lead line, which falls to the bottom of the ocean floor. This must be monitored and maintained so the chafe gear doesn't rip away from very large areas of lead line).

A close-up of a finishing knot while rehanging. The twine is pulled under the knot with an auxillary piece of twine as a finishing touch to secure the fix.

Close-up of a King Salmon head.

An amazing bagel sandwich.

Passed out on the floor by the captain's bunk... Not enough time to get comfortable, but in need of a nap.

The captain.

Lashing two lines together with twine. In this case, the purse line needed a new wear piece.

The beer must be split up fairly. We layed all the beer from 3 twelve packs on the box and took turns choosing one until we had our own mixes of 12. The captain only drinks Rolling Rock, so he did not participate in said game.

A "boat-load." One of the few times of the season that we filled the entire fish hold with salmon. About 45,000 pounds or roughly 15,000 fish, caught in one day.

Anthony's feast. (Peanut butter with chocolate chips).

During one of our last deliveries, I traded a copy of The Wind and the Swell for some smoked salmon, which we had late at night, a few hours before we were to wake up again.
Igvak, on the Mainland right before our Halibut Bay campout.. the sky was on fire.

My dad and I.

Rehanging the chafe gear (orange) to the lead line. (On rocky bottoms, the web is torn away from the lead line, which falls to the bottom of the ocean floor. This must be monitored and maintained so the chafe gear doesn't rip away from very large areas of lead line).

A close-up of a finishing knot while rehanging. The twine is pulled under the knot with an auxillary piece of twine as a finishing touch to secure the fix.

Close-up of a King Salmon head.

An amazing bagel sandwich.

Passed out on the floor by the captain's bunk... Not enough time to get comfortable, but in need of a nap.

The captain.

Lashing two lines together with twine. In this case, the purse line needed a new wear piece.

The beer must be split up fairly. We layed all the beer from 3 twelve packs on the box and took turns choosing one until we had our own mixes of 12. The captain only drinks Rolling Rock, so he did not participate in said game.

A "boat-load." One of the few times of the season that we filled the entire fish hold with salmon. About 45,000 pounds or roughly 15,000 fish, caught in one day.

Anthony's feast. (Peanut butter with chocolate chips).

During one of our last deliveries, I traded a copy of The Wind and the Swell for some smoked salmon, which we had late at night, a few hours before we were to wake up again.
3 Comments:
I love you guys. come to DC
amazing photos, van. you will have these memories for life. thanks for sharing.
- mirah
Awesome! U aint comin around for Le old Svecia anytime soon? I could set U up for a corner on the sofa and some band pics.
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Mathias
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