You owe me a dollar!

Monday Aug. 14 2004. The date dosent' seem to mean much to me anymore. We woke up ate breakfast, and unpacked a few more things. We did go to the store and gabbed some groceries. We have alot of food storage, thanks to my ancestors. It's just eggs and cheese that seem to be in constant need. Lars and Trace have been scouting for the best fishing hole. They caught and released a few Humpies (coho salmon). There were 2 boys under the age of 7 down fishing with a pellet gun. They didn't own any fishing poles. We saw a family stomping on the heads of the fish to catch them. Now that is a first! When Lars had a fish on the boys asked if they could real it in, but that was the Mucks job! After they were done fishing the boys asked Lars if he would take them home with him. He said no because his wife would kill him, I already had a tribe to feed. Good call! Well we finally got ahold of someone in the lower 48. Marilyn was glad to hear from us. We ate fish tacos and had some visitors. Don and Heidi that showed us our way to the house. They brought us some salmonberries and mossberries. They are in season right now and make great jelly. So that's what we will be doing when the sun comes out. I read the Hobbit to Trace and went to bed.