Life in Kitimat

On Sunday, Ron and I walked to church.  We really enjoy going there.  The people are friendly and the service is nice.  It was overcast on our way there and sunny for our walk back.  After lunch, we headed to the river.  Kylie, Stephen and Ron, dressed in fashionable waders, marched into the water to cast out their lines.  

I stayed on shore with a book, tea and bear spray.  

The river was murky and after only a few nibbles we headed home.  We played a new game that evening.  It was a little hard to understand and apparently I wasn’t playing it right.  It made it much more interesting.

Monday morning, Stephen and Ron headed back down to the river and came home with success.  

Stephen cleaned the salmon, froze lots and kept some out for supper.  We headed to Terrace to do a little shopping. For Kylie’s new job, she needs to hang up her scrubs and wear office attire.  It was a pretty successful trip considering the few stores available.

Last night for supper we made sushi with fresh salmon.  It was neat to make it from scratch.  Kylie was the sous-chef.  She also was the prep cook getting every thing sliced and diced ready for the assembly line.

The process began with spreading sticky rice on the seaweed wraps. Next we threw on cucumber, avocado, carrots and fresh or smoked salmon.  It was rolled to perfection…okay, that might be stretching the truth a bit.  

Stephen and Kylie sliced the rolls.  

Of course, it then needed to be displayed before devouring.  It tasted pretty good.

And to top the meal off, we had maple syrup pie for dessert.

This morning, before I got up, Kylie was off to work. She will be working as an occupational nurse in the corporate world.  It will be something quite different than emergency.  It will be fun to hear about her first day of orientation.

The boys went down to the river to fish while I sit surrounded by fur.  They are all quiet right now but that will change when they hear the truck pull up.  

Two other cats are somewhere else in the house. 🐶 🐕 🐶 🐱 🐈 🐈‍⬛ 
Stephen has reported back to me that he has got his quota and Ron is still fishing.  Across the river, a mama bear with her two cubs were also fishing and had success.  That would have been interesting and a little scary to see.

The truck has returned and the house now sounds like a kennel with dogs running from the window to the door, barking, howling and whining.