Thursday, March 26, 2009

Fishers of man...or actually Fishers of Fish!

Dean went out for about an hour see what he could see.

Apparently he saw a hole, and just happened to have all his fishing gear stuck to him in a backpack. So, he did what any other good man would do...he took out his trusty hammer and hammered an old hole open and went fishing.

Snowmachine and fish

I am so unbelievably jealous that I wasn't the first to catch a shiifish that I just don't know what to do with myself. And to make matters worse, Dean called me at WORK, while he was out there. Upon talking to me about how nice it was, how warm he was and how many fish he had caught in just a short amount of time...this is what I hear...

"...blah, blah, blah...yeah, I think I'm done...doh...whoa...ope...hold on...."

(Crashes, whispers and silent cussing...)

"Holy Cow Babe...I just caught the BIGGEST FISH I HAVE EVER SEEN!"

Maija: "Whatever, it can't be that big, you're exaggerating..."

"No, Seriously, its HUGE...It has to be over fifty pounds..."

Maija: "I gotta go, quit bothering me at work."

Out on the ocean

So, yeah, my jealousy has gotten the best of me. But bless my husband's heart, he didn't care. He was just happy to be out there. I swear, if he had a choice, he would live at camp and come in only to work. I bet he would even have a dog yard out there if he had a chance.

When I was growing up, I thought I had the MEANEST dad ever. He made me do chores, watch my sisters, go home at like EIGHT pm on weekdays, even though the curfew was at Ten! He even made me responsible when I lied and cheated! Ugh...he was so mean. AND...he was never home. He lived at camp, he tooted around on snowmachine, and I swore to myself that I would let my kids stay out till MIDNIGHT if they wanted to, and I would never ask them who was going to be with them... And I would NEVER marry someone who just wanted to go hunting.

Fish Face
If you were a smelt, or herring, this is what you'd see...

ha, HA..haHAHAHahah... hah. That's my laugh for doing everything like him. My husband is my father reincarnated, although his patience is much longer than my dad's. And you know what, my 12 year old son has to be home at EIGHT pm too...and TEN on the weekends. He has to tell us where he's going, who will be there and when he's going to be back. He is forced to eat dinner every night, and do back breaking chores too. You know what else... I love that Dean hunts and fishes and feels that way about the outdoors. He forces my lazy butt to do "things" even when all I want to do is curl up and read a book. Oh well. I guess you don't know EVERYTHING when you're growing up! :)

Fisher Man

So, anyway, he caught a bunch of fish and I went home during lunch to gut, cut, and filet them. There is really nothing better then FRESH shii fish, deep fried with a coating of batter made with one can of AK Amber beer and a few cups of Bisquick. Really, I'm serious, there is NOTHING better...not lobster, not halibut, NOTHING!

Monster Fish
I better not complain cause he caught a HUGE fish. He wasn't lying. According to our luggage scale it was over 50 lbs. That means we're eating good tonight!


The Force Family said...

that's so awesome! I'm really jealous. The only fish we can afford down here says Gorton's on the

The Force Family said...

I'm so jealous! The only fish we can afford down here says Gorton's on the

Keith in Cadillac said...

Wow! Great looking fish. Any chance that Dean will tell us what he used to catch them?
I am going to visit in Kotzebue next month and hope to get a chance to fish.
Thanks for the interesting information and nice pictures.

Unknown said...

I want to go fishing :) When's your next trip??

Unknown said...

I want to go fishing, When is your next trip? The pictures made me crave frozen fish with salty sealoil & carrots! Yummm!

Unknown said...

MmM I'm craving frozen fish now!