Wow, almost three months...
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quidamlingOk, ok, two and a half to be technical. But still, I've been in Alaska a while, and I still really like it here.
Yes. It rains.
A lot.
At least at some point, pretty much every day.
Some of the others whine.
Bring a damn coat. XD
It's a rainforest. What part of RAIN do people not understand? True, it's a temperate rainforest, but I've spent a month in a tropical (read to most people as "real") rainforest and yup, it was pretty much like this.
So no, I'm not getting all mopey with the rain like some of the other co-workers here.
That out of the way, pic spam, I suppose.
I have over 600 pictures... I won't make anyone truly look at that many. ♥
I like harbors. There are... 6 in town.
So this was just at some point in my first few days and I wandered around and took pictures like a gosh darned tourist. *fist shake* But it was still deep in tourist season, so no one cared.
This is at one of the major docks, and by my... "Coordinator"(? She is like a liaison, college RA, boss and secretary all rolled in one.)'s husband, he claims he is not an artist. I think most people disagree.
We're really just nestled in the mountains. I have started just carrying my camera EVERYWHERE. Like, literally even to the grocery store, because this place is so damn pretty.
There was a Russian training ship that came into town. It was ALL anyone could talk about that week. Though, from their end, Sitka used to be the Russian capital of Alaska, so it's more a big deal for the sailors. Either way.
My Sitka uniform: t-shirt, sweatshirt over that, coat, and camera. Woo!
I'm onna boat!
D'awww. Cute little sailors. They were all excited to practice their English. And damn, it was way better than I could have been in Russian.
The old company pickup I am slowly... or not-so-slowly falling in love with. My dad bemoans that one daughter now drives a pickup truck and the other, my sister, now listens to country music. He desperately wants to know where he went wrong.
My first picture of a bald eagle here. I'm told I will get over seeing them. Nope, not happening yet. Though, I also can't get over the sound they make. It's this, high (loud, yes, but really high) twitter thing. It does not sound like something that truly comes from a bird that big.
So my project when I got here was... well, at the moment I have three, but the first to kick in was the Orca Rearticulation Project. AKA, dead whale -> whale skeleton -> museum display. I came in, about a quarter of the way through. Missed the dead whale flesh part, so I thought, and got to help with cleaning up the bones and getting them mounted.
That's putting molded teeth back in the jaw. Well, the project is more intense than we thought, and there have been some pitfalls along the way. But we are getting there.
Hey look, a skull and... some vertebrae. Oops. Some of the bones were "misplaced" and no one was sure if they were left on the beach where they butchered the carcass, or between, or when the bones were hung in sea water to let the microbes eat the grease... either way. We thought we had to replicate a bunch of bones.
We borrowed some orca vertebrae from another skeleton and cast a few.
Difficult, but fun in the end. Unfortunately it was also INORDINATELY expensive.
I finally got to move out of the temporary house and into the one I will be in permanently. Moving when you just moved by airplane, is a breeze.
IDK, just the view of downtown and the volcano from my bedroom. <3
And said minimalist bedroom.
One day, I come into work. And there is a surprise waiting for me!
Yay! Rotting whale flesh! Turned out the "missing" chunks right after butchering the whale ended up in a freezer, forgotten, buried, mistakes were made, yadda yadda yadda. Either way. Found it! So, I had an epic day of making whale soup.
Imagine... boiling down the leftover Thanksgiving turkey. From hell. It took about 8 hours, and let me tell you, the dogs around the neighborhood thought that I was their BESTEST FRIEND in the whole wide world 'cause I smelled AWESOME!
...
No, the puppers were not allowed to eat stewed whale meat.
Hey, kids! Be a scientist! Otherwise you couldn't dream of being this awesome!
AAAAAND what a difference a day makes.
Ran around town with one of my housemates. Doing the tourist thing and loving it.
The National Forest. And the salmon run. Those are pinks, or humpies. See? I've learned something. And this was early in the run, so that's nothing.
Middle Earth much?
The volcano.
And in slightly crooked panorama.
Again, the volcano.
Yeah, I live here. 83
She says it looks like the Twilight movies.
...
I have to take her word on that one.
And no, I am not curious enough to watch it anyway.
In other news, we had an octopus in the building at work. For a day. Sad. He/she was donated by a fisherman, but was too big for us to keep, so we let it go.
And just a sunset from the living room.
And THIS is the height of the salmon run. Same bridge as the other pic. XD
Yes, all those little things are salmon.
Well. I think this is about halfway through my time in Alaska at this point. So I'll stop here.
One final thing. I spend my time surrounded by salmon, living out their lives, breeding and dying. And it's all natural and wonderful.
Then, there was this fish.
This fish!!! Oh, this little fish was the bane of my existence for a month. A month! He is a sailfin sculpin. And Lynn, the aquarium manager collected him just before she was going away for a month starting Aug. 29th and she should be back tomorrow. I would be in charge of ALL of the critters in her absence. She asked if I was up for keeping a baby alive on my first solo time as an aquarist.
"Why, sure!" I say, with 100% of the confidence I don't quite feel. I've done husbandry, off and on for the last 6+ years because I am stubborn and make it part of job duties even when it's not. But I have never been the ONLY one before. And literally, the other people in the aquarium have said flat out, that they don't know what to do for the animals. That was all Lynn. Eep!
My goal: Don't kill ALL the things!
So baby doesn't know that the dead chunks floating down are food. He needs live stuff, Lynn tells me. Makes sense. Check. Each day I collect beach gravel, stick the bucket above the tank and the little sand fleas hop out and into the water. Et voila. Live food. I've done that, I can continue to do that.
Be careful when you clean, he could easily get sucked up or slip down the drain, Lynn tells me. Check. Careful cleaning.
But the best thing she said is that all that matters is that I try. If he doesn't make it, and it happens, as long as I did my best. I'm good.
Lynn leaves, and day one of her absence. I cannot find this damn fish anywhere. I stare, I crane my neck, I noseprint the hell out of that tank. Fretting all day. Nothing. Finally, at 5pm I see his little emo flip over his face fin under a rock. Ok, he's alive. Note to self: don't move the rocks too suddenly when cleaning either and squish him.
Then, I do not see this fish again for a flipping MONTH.
I kid you not. I fed so many sand fleas they were hopping around on the floor. I cleaned, I gingerly lifted rocks. No sign of this little bugger.
Until today. Ha! I drained that damn tank down to about an inch, and he finally materializes like magic. Geez. I scooped him out and took another damn picture just to prove he made it a month.
Little bastard.
Though, that's the same watch glass he's in, so he's not so little anymore. XD
There was other aquarium drama, but that can be picspam: parte the second.
Yes. It rains.
A lot.
At least at some point, pretty much every day.
Some of the others whine.
Bring a damn coat. XD
It's a rainforest. What part of RAIN do people not understand? True, it's a temperate rainforest, but I've spent a month in a tropical (read to most people as "real") rainforest and yup, it was pretty much like this.
So no, I'm not getting all mopey with the rain like some of the other co-workers here.
That out of the way, pic spam, I suppose.
I have over 600 pictures... I won't make anyone truly look at that many. ♥
I like harbors. There are... 6 in town.
So this was just at some point in my first few days and I wandered around and took pictures like a gosh darned tourist. *fist shake* But it was still deep in tourist season, so no one cared.
This is at one of the major docks, and by my... "Coordinator"(? She is like a liaison, college RA, boss and secretary all rolled in one.)'s husband, he claims he is not an artist. I think most people disagree.
We're really just nestled in the mountains. I have started just carrying my camera EVERYWHERE. Like, literally even to the grocery store, because this place is so damn pretty.
There was a Russian training ship that came into town. It was ALL anyone could talk about that week. Though, from their end, Sitka used to be the Russian capital of Alaska, so it's more a big deal for the sailors. Either way.
My Sitka uniform: t-shirt, sweatshirt over that, coat, and camera. Woo!
I'm onna boat!
D'awww. Cute little sailors. They were all excited to practice their English. And damn, it was way better than I could have been in Russian.
The old company pickup I am slowly... or not-so-slowly falling in love with. My dad bemoans that one daughter now drives a pickup truck and the other, my sister, now listens to country music. He desperately wants to know where he went wrong.
My first picture of a bald eagle here. I'm told I will get over seeing them. Nope, not happening yet. Though, I also can't get over the sound they make. It's this, high (loud, yes, but really high) twitter thing. It does not sound like something that truly comes from a bird that big.
So my project when I got here was... well, at the moment I have three, but the first to kick in was the Orca Rearticulation Project. AKA, dead whale -> whale skeleton -> museum display. I came in, about a quarter of the way through. Missed the dead whale flesh part, so I thought, and got to help with cleaning up the bones and getting them mounted.
That's putting molded teeth back in the jaw. Well, the project is more intense than we thought, and there have been some pitfalls along the way. But we are getting there.
Hey look, a skull and... some vertebrae. Oops. Some of the bones were "misplaced" and no one was sure if they were left on the beach where they butchered the carcass, or between, or when the bones were hung in sea water to let the microbes eat the grease... either way. We thought we had to replicate a bunch of bones.
We borrowed some orca vertebrae from another skeleton and cast a few.
Difficult, but fun in the end. Unfortunately it was also INORDINATELY expensive.
I finally got to move out of the temporary house and into the one I will be in permanently. Moving when you just moved by airplane, is a breeze.
IDK, just the view of downtown and the volcano from my bedroom. <3
And said minimalist bedroom.
One day, I come into work. And there is a surprise waiting for me!
Yay! Rotting whale flesh! Turned out the "missing" chunks right after butchering the whale ended up in a freezer, forgotten, buried, mistakes were made, yadda yadda yadda. Either way. Found it! So, I had an epic day of making whale soup.
Imagine... boiling down the leftover Thanksgiving turkey. From hell. It took about 8 hours, and let me tell you, the dogs around the neighborhood thought that I was their BESTEST FRIEND in the whole wide world 'cause I smelled AWESOME!
...
No, the puppers were not allowed to eat stewed whale meat.
Hey, kids! Be a scientist! Otherwise you couldn't dream of being this awesome!
AAAAAND what a difference a day makes.
Ran around town with one of my housemates. Doing the tourist thing and loving it.
The National Forest. And the salmon run. Those are pinks, or humpies. See? I've learned something. And this was early in the run, so that's nothing.
Middle Earth much?
The volcano.
And in slightly crooked panorama.
Again, the volcano.
Yeah, I live here. 83
She says it looks like the Twilight movies.
...
I have to take her word on that one.
And no, I am not curious enough to watch it anyway.
In other news, we had an octopus in the building at work. For a day. Sad. He/she was donated by a fisherman, but was too big for us to keep, so we let it go.
And just a sunset from the living room.
And THIS is the height of the salmon run. Same bridge as the other pic. XD
Yes, all those little things are salmon.
Well. I think this is about halfway through my time in Alaska at this point. So I'll stop here.
One final thing. I spend my time surrounded by salmon, living out their lives, breeding and dying. And it's all natural and wonderful.
Then, there was this fish.
This fish!!! Oh, this little fish was the bane of my existence for a month. A month! He is a sailfin sculpin. And Lynn, the aquarium manager collected him just before she was going away for a month starting Aug. 29th and she should be back tomorrow. I would be in charge of ALL of the critters in her absence. She asked if I was up for keeping a baby alive on my first solo time as an aquarist.
"Why, sure!" I say, with 100% of the confidence I don't quite feel. I've done husbandry, off and on for the last 6+ years because I am stubborn and make it part of job duties even when it's not. But I have never been the ONLY one before. And literally, the other people in the aquarium have said flat out, that they don't know what to do for the animals. That was all Lynn. Eep!
My goal: Don't kill ALL the things!
So baby doesn't know that the dead chunks floating down are food. He needs live stuff, Lynn tells me. Makes sense. Check. Each day I collect beach gravel, stick the bucket above the tank and the little sand fleas hop out and into the water. Et voila. Live food. I've done that, I can continue to do that.
Be careful when you clean, he could easily get sucked up or slip down the drain, Lynn tells me. Check. Careful cleaning.
But the best thing she said is that all that matters is that I try. If he doesn't make it, and it happens, as long as I did my best. I'm good.
Lynn leaves, and day one of her absence. I cannot find this damn fish anywhere. I stare, I crane my neck, I noseprint the hell out of that tank. Fretting all day. Nothing. Finally, at 5pm I see his little emo flip over his face fin under a rock. Ok, he's alive. Note to self: don't move the rocks too suddenly when cleaning either and squish him.
Then, I do not see this fish again for a flipping MONTH.
I kid you not. I fed so many sand fleas they were hopping around on the floor. I cleaned, I gingerly lifted rocks. No sign of this little bugger.
Until today. Ha! I drained that damn tank down to about an inch, and he finally materializes like magic. Geez. I scooped him out and took another damn picture just to prove he made it a month.
Little bastard.
Though, that's the same watch glass he's in, so he's not so little anymore. XD
There was other aquarium drama, but that can be picspam: parte the second.
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Date: 2011-10-01 09:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-02 07:18 pm (UTC)The Alaska cruises are big around here. XD /tempts
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Date: 2011-10-01 10:37 am (UTC)I've had to do some pretty gross stuff in the Archaeology lab, because it's required for Anthropology majors. I mean, us having to collect cigarette butts in certain part of the campus to turn into a project is about the cleanest thing we've done, but I think making, whale soup from hell takes the cake.
Ewh! Of all the days *not* to have a cold? Still, looks like you're having *fun* and can't wait to see your next entry. *.*
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Date: 2011-10-02 07:19 pm (UTC)The gross and the chemicals of this project are a bit tough of the nose, but I have a really pathetic sense of smell anyway. So not too much complaining.
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Date: 2011-10-01 02:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-02 07:24 pm (UTC)And the area is just amazing. The people are great, welcoming and helpful and it's just awesome.
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Date: 2011-10-01 04:36 pm (UTC)The Twilight pic looks about right. I haven't seen the movies but it was filmed in my neck of the woods (WA state's Olympic Penninsula) so I know the appropriate scenery. This little town called Forks, WA that my husband and I used to pass through all the time on our way to the rainforests sacrificed some of it's small town charm to be a hotspot for Twilight tourism. >.< It's...kinda sad.
Eventually, he and I need to visit Alaska. He loves to go salmon fishing and I would LOVE to see those sunsets, and the volcano, and the northern lights! So, so beautiful up there.
I'm glad you've adjusted well are having a good time. I look forward to seeing more pics!
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Date: 2011-10-02 08:16 pm (UTC)As for the Twilight stuff, as if around here didn't look like it. A lot of my coworkers work with the Alaskan Native population in some respect, and mostly in the high schools. And OMG. The girls are 110% Team... Wolf Guy. Jacob. He's supposed to be tribal or something, right? So they adore him. Coworkers say shrines, SHRINES to Jacob. Everywhere!
Anyway. Yes. Absolutely visit Alaska, this place is a tourist hub. Some people come every summer to fish, if the chats with people are anything to go by.
Thanks! Hopefully more pics soonish~!
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Date: 2011-10-01 04:44 pm (UTC)It rains. A lot. Some of the others whine.
>,> Know what you're getting into and ACCEPT it. Geez, people.
he claims he is not an artist. I think most people disagree.
Wow yeah! <3
D'awww...the sailors are ADORBS! And GAH am I /really/ getting old enough that I look at them and think "cute KIDS"!? O.o Shit, what are they, 17?? 9,9 ...X3;;; But yeah, I remember FOREVER AGO when San Diego first became a sister city to one of the cities on the Russian coast. Don't remember which one, unfortunately. There was a big festival down in Balboa Park, and there was at least one, maybe two or three Russian ships in port. There was an article the paper about it that at the end included some simple Russian phrases. IIRC, /none/ of them spoke English. XD;;; Then again, this was within five years of the fall of Berlin Wall, to give a historical frame of reference. The article suggested bringing pins for trading - this was years before the internet too, where you couldn't just search for and buy stuff from other countries. Still have the Russian pins around somewhere that my brother and I got in trade. XD
YAY TRUCK LOL
OMG INCREDIBLE VIEWS o.o LOL what's that sign in your bedroom window? "Masshole"? XD
COOL! Hahah not that I think I could have made myself deal with the rotting flesh, but still, cool! Glad you guys were able to get that! Man, I can't help asking how /bad/ it smelled, though. >,o
MOAR AWESOME PICS! 8D Man, what I wouldn't give to walk through
Middle Earththose woods. <333 YAY octopus! 8DDamn, shy much? >,> Glad you found the little guy! LOL I remember you telling me about that first day. Shit, that was a MONTH ago!? O.O
THANKS FOR SHARING! Looking forward to Picspam the Second! XDDD
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Date: 2011-10-02 09:06 pm (UTC)The pin trading thing happens with one of the bus tours on the island. They have these hilarious red... almost Russian-Captain-looking jackets just COVERED in pins.
At least the rotting flesh had been in a freezer for a few months, so even when it thawed... I don't think it was too too terrible. Not that it was great, but I didn't want to die. I think a lot of the stinky microbes sort of froze to death.
Re: fish. I know! I think I bitched about him day one, then I tried not to fret too loudly because every day was like, "Nope, still no fish!"
*hugs* Thanks for checking out the randomness of this post. Should get more up soon.
don't hassle me, I'm local!
Date: 2011-10-01 04:52 pm (UTC)*imagines waifus vs. russian sailor clones hockey game.*
um anyway. can't get over the whale soup, octopus and bane-of-your-existence fisheh. everything about this post rocks.
wree?
Re: don't hassle me, I'm local!
Date: 2011-10-21 06:10 am (UTC)Your cake icon refuses to get old. <3
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Date: 2011-10-01 06:03 pm (UTC)You are a good mamma fish. That sculpin looks fantastic!
Watch out for those old pickup trucks, they're real charmers. <3
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Date: 2011-10-21 07:09 am (UTC)Oh! The BK stuff (frickin finally) made it from parentals up to good old AK. I found some cool local pamper sorta stuff. Which, once I get it in a box, will get down to you in thanks.
Woo!
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Date: 2011-10-01 09:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-22 01:22 am (UTC)*just nommed chowder* :3
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Date: 2011-10-02 01:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-22 01:45 am (UTC)OMG, there is a whale symposium happening here, I am so excite. There will be humpbacks just like, hanging out around the island. XD
/pretending I didn't totally flake on these comments.
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Date: 2011-10-22 01:47 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-10-22 08:35 am (UTC)