In the season - June 21

We all survived the running sets today. Josh was not happy with how the anchor set worked out - I think it may need some refinement. The method of stringing a line between the two buoys and dropping the net out one end of the boat while pulling the line out of the water into the other end was the least exciting - a good thing. In our boat, we did a running line set - the running line was already in place between the buoy and the anchor on the beach. We just threaded the running line between the fairleads and ran along it, dropping the net out the stern. When we came to the end of the net, we tied it off using a net knot (or as the actual nautical people know it, a running clove hitch). On the other site, we attached a very long tag line to the bottom of the net, ran against the current until about 75% of the net was out of the boat and then curved back to the buoy, running the line out behind us. When we got to the buoy, we pulled it into the boat and pinched it down and began to haul on the tag line to bring us back to the end of the net. The net had swung too much by then and we had to do a bit of line swapping to avoid having 150' of trailing line. But we did it.

No fish yet though. Maybe on the ebb (probably not).

We did see a pod of beluga - and Paul and Jeff mentioned that when they went into town yesterday, they thought they saw a wolf prowling the tundra on the way. Paul described it as a big, wolf-like looking canine that seemed to be on its own.

It's getting late and I have yet to achieve the goal of reading the manual to learn how to use the newfangled outhouse. But it's sort of an intimidating structure (see the photo) and it's the kind of mistake I don't want to make. I can't find a time of day that I want to make any of the possible array of mistakes available with this toilet.

I've planted the ends of nine green onions with garden ambitions.

Weather report: It is now 11:15 pm and the sun is shining low through the window. I love the solstice.

It is about time to go check the nets - the tide is almost high. I went to the crew cabin and couldn't resist this shot - in the foreground is the crew cabin. The Space Hut is in the background in the middle and over on the left is the bunkhouse. And the solstice evening light is the chorus that brings it all together.
(Does this light remind anybody else of a Maxfield Parrish painting?)