It's "Screendoor Sunday" here in Alaska and we have a nice hunk of red salmon ready to cook over a wood fire in the backyard.
Denny went dip-netting on the Kenai River Friday and brought home two red salmon for the freezer. We saved out half of one to have fresh.
He found a simple marinade on-line that consists of lemon juice and olive oil with rosemary sprigs. We substituted dill weed for the rosemary. The fish was tender and juicy but I thought a tad bland. (Barbeque sauce helped there.)
Maybe next time we will try the recipe with the rosemary.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
I am always surprised by how fast and how tall our local plants can get in just three months. Many wildflowers and native plants are perennial--they store energy in their roots from one growing season to the next. It seems to be a successful strategy to cope with our brief summers.
Friday, July 24, 2009
The air is warm and breezy but the humidity is reminiscent of our autumnal storms.
The vegetation has reach its peak growth and the seeds and fruits are ripening. Harvest comes early this far north.
Fireweed is spectacular--tinting the hillsides a purplish-pink. But their flowering spikes are the fuses of summer--when the flowers are spent, autumn will be here.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Max has enjoyed being outside these past weeks. He is obviously in his element, living the lifestyle he is accustomed to. We have never seen him so relaxed and happy.
I hate having to make the decision to put him outside but it seems to be the best one for all concerned. I will feel guilty if something unfortunate happens to Max but but threat has to be balanced with his joy and the marked decrease in tension among the cat in the house. They are happy he is outside, and so is he. I'll just have to live with my fears.
The good of the many....
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
I started noticing that particular summer haze about a week ago.
It is normally made up mostly of pollen, dust and--this year--volcanic ash being blown about bystrong day breezes then hanging suspended in the high-pressure dome that has built over Alaska. This year, the haze is fortified by numerous fires throughout our state.
In the past week, our air has become thick and summery.
Tuesday, July 07, 2009
Monday, July 06, 2009
Seldovia Harbor on a perfect July day.
The greased-pole climb was underway when we arrived...
Participants get ready for the first heat in the kayak race--to the big buoy and back.
The safety crew keeps watch over the last straggler.
The canoe-jousting was a crowd favorite.
A knot of traffic at the harbor entrance: canoes, the safety boat, the State Troopers (blue buoys) and a holiday boater.
Another view of the harbor in the afternoon sun.
Getting ready for the log-rolling contest...
Mounting the log...
How it begins...
How it ends...
A hot day, but I think the thermometer on the deck at the bar was overly-enthusiastic.
Sunday, July 05, 2009
We departed the harbor about nine-thirty this morning.
I took this picture of the noted Salty Dawg Saloon (the building that looks like a small lighthouse) from the harbor as we putted through the no-wake zone.
As we left the harbor, we passed our local Coast Guard vessel all decked out for the holiday.
The waters of the bay were smooth, despite being churned up by the wakes of numerous pleasure boats--heading out to enjoy a perfect day on the water--or fishing boats returning to port.
Eldred Passage was tranquil, reflecting the colors of the sky and mountains.
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
The coastline from Anchor Point to Bluff Point is mostly--well--bluff. That's Anchor Point in the distance.
The bluffs are striped with bands of coal. We live just behind the ridge in the picture below but it takes us well over an hour to get from our house to this point in the water...
We fished off Bluff Point for several hours and caught two halibut that were of decent-enough size to keep. When the day-breeze began to kick up, we decided to head into Kachemak Bay, looking for calmer seas.
We ended up in Pederson Bay, just across from the Homer Spit. This shot was taken looking toward the Homer bluffs and--in the foreground--Gull Island.
Looking the opposite direction, the tranquility of Pederson Bay...
The winds were lighter at Pederson Bay but the tide was changing and it was hard to keep our bait on the bottom as the waters of the smaller bay rushed out into the larger body of water. We finally decided to call it a day and headed back to port.
The waters of Kachemak Bay showed a clear division between the tidal-run sea water and the lighter-colored melt-off waters from the glacial streams that feed into the south side of K-Bay.
If you click to enlarge the phot below, you can see the darker grween line of water in the distance as we head out on the Bay.
The sea waters and the glacial waters meet but don't want to mingle...
The winds were still blowing quite briskly out on the Bay and we had to cut well behind the Spit before we could head into the harbor. But the waters are always rough in the afternoon and it was unpleasant but nothing worse.
We got home and bade our friend good-bye, then filleted and packaged up the halibut. It was a long day and the fresh air wore us out, but all-in-all, a success.