Just for the Halibut

We don't have a picture yet of a halibut, we plan on fishing on Wednesday, so we are using this photo from Ketchikan. Saturday we explored the sprawling metropolis of Petersburg. That took 15 minutes, no just kidding. I bought some lovely boots that you will see in later photos and we went grocery shopping -YIKES!!! If we lived here, we would be extremely skinny unless we ran over a moose and had meat for the year. Now for the halibut. Dinner was a special treat - deep fried beer battered halibut bites without the beer. Amy and I were unwilling to share our Alaskan Amber beer ($20 for a 12 pack). We met a lovely couple from "up the river" which means the Stikine River. Earl and Mary Benitz regaled us with tales from the back country. Earl likes to watch the wolves from the outhouse and Mary has seen plenty of moose. She views them from her house - not the outhouse. They promise we will see a moose if we stay with them so next time we are heading up river for a few days. The evening ended with a rousing game of Pictionary. Ask Amy how she draws a Moo. Ms. CPA was stumped with that one and being from Wisconsin, shame, shame, shame on you. (Amy speaking - in defense, I'm with Mrs. Einstein herself, who has used more words I can't understand than you would believe. I was trying to complicate the "moo" and well . . . okay, can I say I was drunk from the halibut? . . . . ) Remember readers, the halibut batter was without beer. Nice try Amy! My team won, naturally, even with my pathetic drawings and the words we were given. Try drawing a turnstile or margarine - not as easy as it sounds. We headed back to the Sugar Shack where we tried to drink beer on the porch in our underwear. Sorry readers, the pictures were too dark so we need to try again in the daylight - anytime between 4 am and 10 pm.