fuji x100

other, stories

What’s a bush order? Food. Bought at Costco in Anchorage, packed by a bush-shipping expediter, shipped up to Nome then helicoptered out to Diomede.

The mail came, finally, after a long wait. It came on thursday, and it made me happy for two reasons:
1. because the second half of my personal belongings (two rubbermaids) are now here instead of sitting in Nome
2. because part of my bush order came

Only three boxes (total: 60-70lb) of my 400 pounds of food made it before the chopper was grounded in Wales with a Check-Engine light. But in those boxes there was joy. Coffee. Fifteen pounds of it. In one of the rubbermaids, my coffee grinder and my espresso maker. In another of the three boxes, California Dates. Pure joy.

The chopper’s supposed to come again on wednesday, weather permitting, with (knock on wood) aprox. 320 more pounds of food in boxes with my name on them.

:)

diomede, photography

halfway break
sea grass (or maybe sea flower?)
sky’s big when you’re up top (look hard, right in the middle of the sunbeam, those little bumps, that’s mainland Russia)
of course, once you’re up to the top of little diomede island, there’s a wall to climb.
it’s a long way to the top, if you wanna rock and roll. mr. moses knows how to rock and roll.
climb to top, climb the wall, enjoy the wind and the air clean as a whistle and the view of the USA and Russia, and the wild. and the microwave tower.
“I love smiles.” ~The Dalai Lama. I think ‘ol Dalai and Catherine would get along.
lets go home