May 6thToday I had the pleasure of meeting the famed Grandfather Gus. I got a tour of Kodiak from the veteran of the island. We drove to his house situated on a cliff overlooking Monashka Bay. As I stood with Gus looking out at the ocean, I saw the hold the sea had on the man. The respectful look in Gus’ eyes as he watched the current rush past his island, revealed the stories hidden behind those eyes. The icy wind cut at his face.
After Gus treated me to a salmon sandwich for lunch, we drove to the docks. Job-hunting here equals walking the docks and asking anything that moves if they’ll pay you to break your back for them. Everyone tells me I’m a little early, that people aren’t going to start preparing for salmon season for another ten days. The search continues…
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