Made it to Coffman Cove

We saw this bad boy on the side of the road about an hour before we got to Prince Rupert. Absolutely unbelievable breathtaking landscape. Cant wait for the trip back home in the fall.

Once we got through the border the trip was great. Getting through the border sucked big nasty rotten fungus infested toes. Actually that would have been a treat. Stuck there for more than two hours and treated like an escaped convict actually had me questioning myself if I did just break out of prison. I told Doug (my convict escapee partner) to stop at the first liquor store you see. A fifth of Scotch it was....(oh nooo...we would never think of drinking and driving). Man let me tell you....If you're not a drinker when you get to the border, you cant wait to become one when you leave.

Anyway, we got to Prince George the first night about 3:00am. I was driving, Doug was sleeping. Hmmm...who's the bone head here. Course none of you have seen his driving...trust me, you don't want to. We sleep in the Costco parking lot right off the freeway for about two hours...remember the younger days when you didn't even need a pillow to get some sleep...will i ain't that young no more!!! Sleeping in the drivers seat with that back so full of crap you can't even recline the seat really does SUCK. But hey, it's an adventure...right??

Spent the night in Prince Rupert. It was sure nice to sleep in a hotel bed (don't hear that too often do ya). Went through US Customs the next morning...took about ohh...three minutes... REALLY. Not in Canada any more Toto. Then about an eight hour ferry ride to Ketchikn, Alaska. Checked into our room and went and got drunk. Yep, that's right, got drunk. And at that same place i was at in August when a few friends and I got stuck in Ketchikan because some damn mountain blow up and spewed ash all over the place. I don't know, it just seem fitting to go there and bring back some of the old memories of the Gray Goose Apple Martinis and pool. No more food guys...they caught the "chefs" helping themselves to a bit more than a few hot wings at break time. We had pizza delivered to our bar stools. By the time it showed up it was some of the best damn pizza i ever did eat.

The next day we caught the Inter Island Ferry to Hollis then an 1 1/2 hour to Coffman Cove. Let me tell ya all...it has really sucked being stuck here on this remote island and have to get up at ohh...I don't know...about 9am and pound nails tell about noon. Then we have to go empty the crab from the crab pots and rebait them. Come home and wait for low tide so we can go get our steamer clams. Climb back up to the house clean and boil the crab...then we have to eat them....Imagine having to eat all that crab with warm melted butter (feel me Robbie). Can't eat the clams yet though...have to put them in water with corn meal for a day or so. It's really kinda annoying because by the third day you got way too many clams. So what do ya do? Steamer party. Then theres that crapy trout fishing....