Salmon Round-up

To Council again this weekend. Buford's family does a big salmon fishing weekend to gather enough to eat through the winter. They get as many folks as they can to come out and help net and cut the salmon to make dry fish.

This year it was Jeff, Andrew, Marcus and myself to join the family's fishing weekend. It was rainy and cool, but still another great weekend outside.
Buford and I decided to take the canoe on the 6 mile trip down river while the others got picked up in the motor boat. Duke was supposed to wait with the others and ride in the boat down, but he didn't seem to want me out of his sight. He followed the canoe the entire way.
He made it swimming and running along shore all the way to camp. But, when we got to camp he somehow ended up on the other side of the river. He cried with pleas for us to go and get him for almost an hour. After 6 miles of swimming and running he just couldn't cross the river at the very end. Eventually after calling him over, we ended up going across to pick him up. So funny. Henry of course rode in the canoe all bundled up in my sweater. It was a nice relaxing trip down the river, especially since Buford did most of the paddling. Unfortunately I wasn't feeling too great on fishing day so I didn't get to help out much.
But, I did get to try my hand at using an Ulu to do the traditional cutting for dry fish. Moriah and Buford even said I did pretty good for my first time. In fact, Buford says he spent an entire year just cutting the heads off before he actually did the real cutting. It was a lot of fun to be a part of that process and learn how its done. Thanks to the Sallaffie/Holly family!

On the way home we spotted a Beaver swimming up the river from way up high on the road. What a little cutie.


And, before its too late I thought I'd better get a picture of the matching shaved heads up. I'm losing more hair everyday and yes, I made the right choice to shave it. The little tiny hairs shedding away are a little easier to deal with. They sort of look like little eyelashes everywhere. I am noticing just how much hair I actually have though because for as much as I've lost, when I look in the mirror I can hardly tell any is gone. Hmm? Maybe it won't all come out after all. One friend thought maybe I halted the process a little by taking the weight off my roots. We'll see?


My second chemo dose is on Wednesday so keep those good thoughts for me okay. Hope you had a good weekend. . .