On the beach. Off the beach.

I'm still "on the beach" in California.  I don't mean that literally.  "On the beach" is just the term a lot of fishermen use to describe being ashore or on land. In fact, I'm feeling pretty beached out right now.  I've spent most of today in bed, trying to get rid of cold. Whose bright idea was it for me to catch a cold right before leaving for king season in Southeast Alaska?!  I can't even blame my high school kids for this one.  School's been out for over week! In any case, I'm doing everything I can to try to get this thing under control by 4:00 am Wednesday, when I have to leave to catch my flights and ferries.  It's a long day, even user the most ideal circumstances. Right now I feel like I've been body-slammed.  Usually I'm energetically getting ready to go this time of June.  Right now, I'm just dragging my carcass. I HAVE to get better by Wednesday. We have an ice appointment on Friday or Saturday. and opening day is next Sunday.  If only we lived closer to Tenakee!

On the upside, Shawn was able to get our friend Dave off the beach over the last couple of days, during the nice weather they've had up there. Dave's time in Southeast is pretty short.  He sure does a lot to help in the short time he's there, and we really appreciate it. Shawn will be sorry to see him head back home to Virginia on Monday.  Another reason I need to get rid of this cold pronto!