The End of Dumpster Diving at Fish Camp
Dec 31, 2008
My journey out of South Naknek will always be memorable. After resigning from the fishery employer, i had to find my way back to civilization all on my own coin
. My first hurdle was to cross the King Salmon River by boat or plane since a road bridge was nonexistence. Not a single fisherman would risk the boat option, since the tide was continuing out into the bay. So I started walking to the S. Naknek air strip to where I had to phone over to the Air taxi on the otherside of the river. A friendly native noticed me walking and offered a ride to the air strip (i didn't decline). It was $40 for about a 3min plane ride but when I gave the office lady grief for taking my last $40 she took pity on me and said this one was on the house. From there it was a 20 mile trek to get to King Salmon where I could catch a plane to Anchorage. I decided to try my luck and walk/hitch hike. Four miles down the road I finally got a ride, ironically the guy that picked me up was the pilot that had flowed me over the river. After the short, but expensive, flight to Anchorage I found myself sitting in a cafe wondering what to do next. I decided to go see Meg so another 3 flights and 24 hours later I ended up in San Diego.
My plans are to enjoy the sand and sun for the 4th of July and from there it's to be determined...
The dock-job (the Beach Gang) in South Naknek didn't work out in my favor. I managed to stick it out for 3 weeks. The HR department in Seattle seem to omit the details of my position, meaning i had signed up for trash duty for the entire summer. The trip wasn't a complete flop.......it had its highlights. Made some great friends (all from the PacNW) and learned the hardships of the fishing industry. On the days not spent in the village dump, i (along with the Beach Gangers) tended to the needs of our fishermen. There's an amazing feeling of gradtitude when the fishermen are appreciative that you helped them get their boat in the water so they could go to work. To see the smiles and cheers as they drift away from our dock.