Isolation pushes past self-hatred guilt and shame to a place where suffering is just a game....

What can I say, I had to...


This was in Robert's room.. He had to go home.. So the swimming streak ended at 18 days.


Big Doug and a little bear.


I'm pretty sure they(dickhead manager, not Doug) shot this little guy. They shot a little bear the other day for being a bear. Pretty sketchy if you ask me. You could insert a picture of it's corpse here but I was pretty pissed off about the whole thing..


But I'm still getting paid alot of money to pretty much do this all day.



And check this out. I'm fishing.. Fishing here actually rules.




You catch at least 10 fish an hour. I caught this one in a pool of blood!!


Fishing art...


So it's true what they say about Chad. He knows how to fish..



Rob's pretty ruling too

This fish was only like 39 inches long.. Some dude caught a 59 inch fish the other day..


It's pretty pretty up here. Even it it's cliche.


As you can see, I'm looking pretty good..


Went flying with Rob today. Landing and taking off of water is way less uncool that I thought it would be. Eagles are sketchy though, they won't move so you have to dodge them, which in the middle of a conversation is kind of shocking..



The detailed Beard Report:





I'm home from Sunday til early early Thursday morning.. If you want to see me, get in touch..

I may or may not call you...

End of the Pier, End of the bay you tug my arm and say......

So I haven't gone nuts yet. No stabbings or anything like that. Some people stole a bunch of liquor the other night and got themselves sent home though. All of the fun in my job was wrested from me today. In the beginning they told me to do what I wanted, yesterday they put the hammer down and put me on a rotation. That's okay though, I can probably save 3-4 hours/day now, which means I'll work about 6.. That works out to 20 some dollars an hour. Got paid 1700 beans for 10 days... HA!! I miss my bike, I miss skateboarding and some people... blah.. anyway... Check out what's been happening..

I thought this was the start of a new mega project. They just needed to take the seat out of one of the planes to haul some freight. I was thinking bear cart.. nope..


But this is part of a very very cool project.


Bill and Robert burning off the ends of our rigging lines. Bill knows everything. Seriously. And he reads poetry. I'm very upset that he is going home to his wife on Sunday.


There are 2 kids in camp.. I wish they'd go home. One is going to be a psycho killer..


So have you figured out what it is yet??


A fun game..



Still swimming everyday. Nature 0. Us 1 bazillion!!

We swam to that Island opposite the dock yesterday. Not in the rain..



Apparently this fish isn't even "big"...


I think the workshop is my favourite place..


A night swim.. See how serious we are?

Chad's holding it down pretty good. It's really nice that only one person really sucks up here.. Chad is apparently one hell of a fisherman.. Most requested guide on the lake. He stays up late tying flies..



Some illegal night stuff.. I thought I was going to get attacked by an animal because I was out alone after dark..




It's very awesome that Robert loves the Smiths as much as I do.


BEARD REPORT!!





SEND ME MAIL!! thanks BRAM..


Dudes, book your tickets. There are tons of skate spots up here. Check out this tranny!!


The greatest project of all time in action..




When it rains it pours. This doesn't really capture it, but we've been having really good squalls the last couple days.. Pretty great..



So if you want to send me mail, you have to call Lynn at 885 8060 and figure out a way to get it to the Shell Aero centre. It's kind of the bowels of the airport. Send me Stuff!!

You might sleep, but you will never dream.....