I was asked to go fishing as deal that Myra suggested. They owed me some money so they asked if they could use the money to buy gas to go up Koyuk River. I've been wanting to go fishing for a long time so I jumped and squealed with joy when they asked. It was a beautiful morning with lots of sun and warm. We got in the 16 ft. lund boat: Myra, Jason, Romay, Ethan, Gram (Myra's gram/mom), and me. IT was a little crowded but so much fun. It took us 50 minutes to get there. What a gorgeous ride with lots of "loon ducks" and flocks of canada geese. This got Jason and I excited for duck season to start. We got to East Fork where Jason and Myra set the net. It was funny to watch Gram tell Jason how to set the net. She didn't want to tell Jason to do it one way so she kept saying, "You can do it that way." We climbed back in the boat and head to the middle of the river to start rod and reeling. Jason caught a nice pike within 10 minutes. We were fishing for Silver Salmon so Myra said throw it back. Gram said, "I like to eat Pike." So we kept the fish. Ethan had a silver follow his Pixie but didn't bite it. I had no bites.
We travelled up river and took a rest on a beach. I fell asleep with all the fresh air I've gotten so far. I do remember Jason and Myra discussing who would be a good husband for me. I pretended I was still sleeping. We went back to check the net and what do we see? We see a seal upriver! Since Natives are the only ones to hunt Marine Mammals Myra and Gram had a discussion on wheather or not to shoot it with the pistol. Poor cute seal! The reason for the discussion was because butchering a seal is an all day event. That would be a lot of work for Gram who was staying for only a few more days. So I was covering my ears and watching and waiting for the seal the come up again. We took turns spotting it with excitement. At one time it looked at Myra and she would have a great shot but still didn't know if Gram wanted it. So she didn't shoot it. After we decided to not follow the seal anymore because we didn't know how much gas we had, Jason said, "Didn't you put the bullets in?" Myra, "I thought you did?" So there was no ammo in the pistol. So we got to the net and no fish, except for the dead rotted Humpe if that counts. We were so bummed. I asked Jason and Myra for my money back. I jokes! I had a great time getting out and enjoying God's creation.
Gram wanted to go Berry picking so she led us to a place where she thought there were a lot. Well, there were tons and almost grape size. I got another quart and that makes three gallons of blueberries so far. I'm going tonight with Joon to the spot I found on accident while trying to untangle Berry from the willows. Sorry...I got off topic. So as we were picking berries, it started to sprinkle and then the rain came. I wasn't cold at first but after the first 1 1/2 hour I was and wanted to be home in a nice hot shower. As we were boating home slowly because we didn't know if we had enough gas, I start hear singing: Gram and Myra, and then Jason were singing. I wish I had the desire to sing while I was soaked through my raingear. On the way back we saw another seal!
We got back in 2 hours and the trailer was broken when Jason went to get it. So we had to anchor the boat and load the gear in the Honda. I have never been as wet as I was when I came back. It looked as if I had peed my pants. After taking a hot shower and warming up, Myra calls and says she's making pizza at 10 pm. So it was a nice snack after my dinner of leftover chicken salad sandwhich. I ate a lot because it was so good! Myra makes the best pizza in the world. I'm not just saying this either so she fogives me for making fun of her for "accidently" putting a hot pad in the oven along with the pizza. The whole apartment hallway was up in smoke. She won't live this one down. Hey, I figure it's about time I have something to make fun of her about since I'm always the one being made fun of. I jokes! Hopefully, I'll get to go out soon and get at least 1 or 2 fish.
It's moose season now and yummy....I put some moose in the crockpot that I got from someone.
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