Oh man it is good to be here. The plane landed, and I was hit by a wave of sunshine. After being delayed at anchorage for five hours I was happy to finally be here. It was eleven at night and the weather was magnificent. I met up with a couple of other fishermen I knew on the plane. We were met by my Dad and a few local youngsters who were roaming the town. Six of us plus our totes piled into the jeep. Going to my other home, the cargo container at PAF boatyard. I have a new container to live in and boat to work in. It makes something I've done for the last eighteen years new and exciting. I feel really good about it all.
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