Today I was on cooking crew, which takes more of your time
than one would expect. But I felt really accomplished helping make enough
porridge, salmon sandwiches, and lastly chili to feed our small army.
Interspersed between my sessions of slaving over a hot fire
(ok, Lisa did most of the work), we did some compass and chain (well, tape
measure, that’s just the terminology) work laying out our squares that will
become our units to excavate. Oh and I got to do some bailing out of the
infamous Pit of Despair; a most fun job. For once I intend absolutely no
sarcasm, as I love to have a reason to sport my red rain boots. (For the
record, I had mine before Amanda got hers). Gear was moved around, some of our
small army worked on building a new gear shed, the outhouse was cleaned, smelly
products were bagged, labeled and placed in the security of the van so as to
not attract bears, the creek was visited, a couple crazy campers went for a
run, the historic icehouse from the building of the Alaska Highway was explored,
jokes were made, and of course bug spray was slathered on.
All part of just
another day at the office.
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