Hobart Bay Fishery

On Wednesday evening we were just sitting down to dinner, when we got a call saying the fishery was going on 2 hour notice tomorrow. (Two hour notice just means that fishery could start in two hours, and you should be within 2 hours distance of the fishing grounds). We had been planning on going on the fishery, but had thought it wouldn't start for a few more days and that we had plenty of time... So we were all thrown into a panic about packing and getting the boat ready. It is a 24 hour boat ride from town to Hobart Bay, so basically, as Dad said it, "We leave two hours ago."

Well, the boss called us again a little later and said that even if we left right now, we wouldn't make it in time for the fishery (if it did start tomorrow) anyway. So he said to plan on leaving the next morning. This was a big relief to everyone, giving us a little more time to get ready! (Pictured: Carrie steering the boat in the wheel house)

We got to Hobart Bay just an hour after the fishery started on Friday morning. (It didn't matter so much that we were "late" because it usually takes a while for the fisherman to set their nets and get a good catch before they deliver the fish to our boat.) In this picture, the small fishing boats are setting their nets. You can see the flocks of seagulls above them, looking for a chance to snag a fish.

The funny thing about fishing is all the rush, and then the waiting! We rushed up to the fishing grounds so we could wait around to get fish on board...

No, we did not edit this picture on the computer, this is straight from Carrie's camera. We enjoyed a beautiful sunset on Friday evening!

John, sitting out on deck enjoying the view. It's evenings like these when we go, "Oh yeah, now I remember why we came!"

...they're still fishing... and we're still waiting...

Action time! It was a long night... About 9:00 on Friday evening we had our first fishing boat pull alongside us and we started pumping the fish on board. We were pumping fish from fishing boats non stop from 9:00 Friday evening until 5:30 the next morning. As soon as one fishing boat finished pumping their fish on board, another one took its place. Boat after boat... they just kept coming! In this picture, Dad is standing next to the weigh box. When the fish are pumped on board, they go into the weigh box where they are weighed, and then dumped into the fish tank.

Dad worked the crane that lifted the suction hoses on and off the fishing boats, Paul ran the fish pump, Carrie steadied the weigh box and did other odd jobs out on deck, and I wrote out the fish tickets (the paperwork). Notice Paul isn't smiling in this picture... I don't think any of us were smiling. This was probably taken around 2:30 in the morning...?!

...You knew this picture was coming, right? This was, after all, the purpose of this fishing thing. It was an amazingly fast fishery! We left on Thursday, and we were back in town on Sunday morning to unload the fish at Phillip's Cold Storage! It was a good trip... work... but good.

Wrangell Boat Trip

Whew! I finally weeded through our trip pictures. Believe me, it was quite the job of "weeding through" (I was off on my estimate of a hundred in my last post... Carrie took over 700!!!!). So I had a hard time deciding which ones to put on the blog!

...eating dinner in the galley on our boat ride to Wrangell... I don't think the galley table was meant for eight people (and this is only 5 of us)!!

mm... spaghetti!

The whales gave us a WONDERFUL show!! There were two of them, and they breached about 5 times for us then started slapping their tales against the water again and again! (Too bad we didn't get any shots of them breaching).

Dad had me drive so he could lay down for a while. His bunk is in a room just next to the wheel house, so I its nice to know I can just call for him if I need help.

Typical conversation (can you call it that?) while I drive:

Me: Dad!

Dad: (from his bunk) What?

Me: There's a black dot way up ahead of us on the radar.

Dad: Is it a boat?

Me: How can I tell?

Dad: Get the pair of binoculars.

Me: (look through the binoculars) It's a boat, what do I do??

Dad: Is he headed toward us?

Me: Yes.

Dad: Turn the boat so you will pass him port to port.

Me: Which side is port again?

Dad: Your left.

Me: How far over should I turn?

Dad: Enough to give him some room.

Me: Uhh.... we're kind of turning toward the beach.

Dad: Well don't turn that much!! How close are we?

Me: Close.

Dad: (he jumps out of his bunk and comes into the wheel house) Oh, you're fine. Just don't get to close to the beach or to the other boat. Right in the middle. (he lays down again)

Me: (a few minutes later) Dad?

Dad: What?

Me: I think I see another boat.

(good thing he has such a useful daughter who can drive while he gets lots of good rest) :) :)

We made it to Wrangell late that night and they took the boat out of the water the next morning. Here, the crane is lifting the boat into the shipyard... it was pretty cool.

it sure looks big out of the water!

While the bottom of the boat was getting fixed up, Dad put Carrie and I to work painting the upper deck (fun huh?).

the weather was beautiful!!

We had a beautiful view of the sunsets from the shipyard.

In the shipyard, we put together a se-saw with an old board and metal barrel. Here's a little video of our fun. :) And no... this was not staged.

They must have known we were coming and put this up! :) ... Well, actually, we saw this sign on one of our walks through Wrangell. I thought it fit pretty well with the video.

When we weren't making trouble in the shipyard, we were wandering around Wrangell. We spent a lot of time at the library and Mom took the kids over to the playground.

...heading home...

A Little Hospital visit...

Mom insisted I blog this... :) so here goes. My family left town on Thursday to take a couple-day boat trip to Wrangell because Dad needed some work done to the boat (pictures are upcoming... I still have to weed through them all - you know Carrie... she probably took a hundred).

We were still in Wrangell (living on the boat) on Sunday morning when I woke up with a sharp pain in my lower stomach. I ignored it. On Monday morning I woke up with much more pain. I mentioned it to the family (which didn't do much... you have to get pretty darn hurt around here to get any sympathy). The pain got steadily worse all of Monday. The work done on the boat, we left Wrangell at 2:00 on Monday afternoon and headed back to town (a good 10 hour boat ride). I started getting some attention about here (maybe due to my lying on my bunk writhing in pain all day... hmm... wonder if that rang some bells). :) :)

We arrived in town about midnight and Mom took me to the emergency room. They took some blood tests and x-rays but we didn't get any conclusions. We left the hospital to drive home, take a shower (hadn't had one in a while since we'd been living on the boat) and catch a few hours of sleep. Then we went back to the hospital early Tuesday morning. I had an ultrasound done (still no conclusions) then a CAT scan - yep, Appendicitis. On Tuesday afternoon I had surgery and my appendix was removed. The doctors also found I had a ruptured ovary cyst (painful but not dangerous).

Getting wheeled into the OR (wonder what I was thinking about now?...)

I got to come home this afternoon (Wednesday) and am feeling pretty sore, but heading uphill. ...I'm kind of missing the hospital bed with that nifty button you can push that summons a nurse... here you have to yell "MOM" above the ruckus of four little noise-makers... oh well, it's more exciting at home... it can be pretty boring lying in a hospital bed all day.

Praise God for having His Hand through it all and for the successful surgery!

Happy Easter!

Happy Easter!!

On Easter morning we had brunch at our church. In the afternnon our grandparents, cousins, and some friends came over.

We had a meal, and then went outside for an egg hunt.

The weather was beautiful and it's really starting to feel like Spring!

Picture time...

Mom and Dad were too busy, and the boys refused to have their pictures taken... so that leaves us girls! :) :) We're the ones you wanted to see anyway though... :) :)

...And yes, I did get my hair cut... (and I LOVE it!)

In the evening Dad suggested we go for a walk. We enjoyed a beauitful sunset.