The adventures of an archaeologist and a geophysicist.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Just another day in Kodiak: Firewood
On Sunday, after a little hike to check out some potential firewood, Dad, Michael, and I went out in the skiff at high tide to collect said wood. This particular firewood adventure was much more pleasant than most of my childhood experiences. We usually got wood in the winter when the beaches were frozen (so we could drive on them) and when my dad was laid off and had unlimited free time. It was also usually cold and windy, thus my general dislike of collecting firewood. Now that I don't live in Kodiak and don't HAVE to get firewood, I find it much more enjoyable. And I always like an excuse to go out in the skiff.