I'm Back!

I returned to Alaska on August 9th and arrived in Manokotak on August 12th. Despite the outrageous summer that was, I've begun to feel as though I never left. I've quickly slipped back into the comfort and ease of my uncomplicated little existence here in Manokotak and thankfully, the same kind faces greet me, this time with more enthusiasm than before.

And while I have spent many hours contemplating my future (isolated) months here in bush Alaska, tonight as I looked out across the sun soaked tundra and along the muddy banks of the Weary river I realized there was nowhere else in the world I'd rather be but in this life that seems more like a painting or a beautiful dream than reality.

The Weary River

Kirsten and I pull in the fish net. Very exciting!

Salmon is beautiful inside and out.

You can see the salmon drying in this fish house.

I was walking home from the village and heard little yells from behind. I turned around and saw these two kids from my class running after me.

My favorite pilot. Looks safe enough.

The winding Weary River