A lifestyle blog about life and living in Southeast, Alaska.
So it begins...
June 16, 2016
My husband woke up at 4:30am this morning for the first day of a long 6 month crab season. He has been working on his crab pots the past 3 weeks with his deckhands Dylan and Hudson out at Letnikof Cove where the pots are stored for the winter. Today, he will set out 225 pots and it's definitely a day at the races. There are other crab fisherman in Haines and limited spots where the crab are plentiful. As soon as 8am strikes, it's get your pots in the water as fast as you can, then run back to the harbor and load more pots onto the deck with the crane, then set, then harbor, load, then set again. I brought my husband and his deckhands breakfast this morning in the midst of loading their second round of pots. We also have a cruise ship in port and tourists were lined up looking at how hard my husband and his team were working. Getting a little taste of how Alaska tough these young boys are and how they look to their hard working skipper for guidance and toughness.
If any of you know my husband, Stuart, or know who he is then you know he is a work horse. My mother likes to tell me that Stuart "lives hard" and when people casually ask me what I've been up to lately, I usually reply with "Just trying to keep up with Stuart." I think that is one of the many things I love about my husband is that although sometimes he may be clumsy, he is just plain tough. My husband rolled down a mountain 500 ft, managed to climb with a broken ankle down another 2,000 feet to where he hopped in his truck and drove straight home. I remember looking at our entry way as I heard the truck pull into the driveway so excited to see him because he had been on the mountain for a couple days goat hunting. My face turned white as he walked in with a muddy face and torn pants. The first thing he said was "We need to go to the clinic now". Our son was 4 weeks old at the time and I didn't realize the severity of how he could have not lived through the fall. But with a rough and tough lifestyle my husband is a very sensitive soul. My husband can go from working a long day out on the water to coming home and rocking our baby girl to sleep in the middle of the night singing her lullabies. I love looking at him as he rocks our babies to sleep, he loves his kids unconditionally. Unconditional love is a great quality to have in a man, even if they appear to be not so on the outside.
Now that the season has begun, our family dynamic changes. I begin my role as I tell Charlie as "both mommy and daddy" for a short while. I explain to my son that mommy "only has two hands" and is trying her hardest to be attentive and caring to him, while dad is working hard for our family. I also take the kids to Washington around this time to go see my parents, cousins, aunts, uncles, and hopefully my brother and his new little bundle of joy that is coming any minute! I am very close with my Washington family and I want my kids to be close with them too. Stuart doesn't mind that we go either. I tell myself that he can focus on working and not have to worry about his family back home that is so close and anxiously waiting if he may come in that night.
But for now, the season is here and so it begins. The work is hard but the benefits of all efforts are paid off in the end with fisherman who provide for their families, community, and friends and oh are we all so lucky to have them.
I'm busy working on my blog posts. Watch this space!