The building in which I've worked for the past few days - up on the third story, where a lone light burns - behind three card-swipy doors - with a seven-month-old puppy affectionately known as "monster" and two graduate students: Logan and Marijka.

Our lab has two fume hoods running three different computers, tables covered with computers, cables, torn-apart bricks (big, broadcasting computers), slugs (smaller, intermediate computers), and motes (very small data-taking machines). There's a big walk in freezer on one wall, a sink and piles of leaded line along the other. HOBOs and Xtra-Tuf rubber boots are mixed in. There's climbing rope, harnesses, tools, ice axes, and crampons in the room next door. Let's look around…


My office.


Another view of my office, with Logan and Marijka.


Josh, one of the field assistants took this picture out of the window the winter after I left. I think it expresses things rather well.

Let's step outside…


This is the view from the front door. It's cloudy, perhaps raining, as usual.


This is the meadow just across the road from the NSRL.


It's filled with fire flowers, which will soon become my favourite.


Geocaching was a frequent activity. We went hunting one day near the meadow depicted above (in the region of Juneau known as the Mendenhall Valley). Rosemary ultimately located this well-disguised cache. This is Kevin, Rosemary, Dinorah, and I, with it.

Stefii had joined the us as a Juneau native and hardly ever associated with the team proper. She did invite us to her house for supper once, though, which brought us downtown again…


A view from downtown Juneau, near the Alaskan Pride supermarket. This is the only state capital in constant danger of being destroyed by avalanche.


A residential street in downtown Juneau.


Having shrimp pesto pasta with peppers, onions, and cucumber; baguettes; wine; salad with mandarian dressing; French silk pie; and chocolate caramel ice cream in Steffi's living room.


On the way home we took a wrong turn and, while turning around, flashed our lights across a mother bear and her two cubs. One of the cubs climbed a tree to evade us, showing the infficiency of that instinct in an urban environment.


One night I decided to fllow a likely looking trail across the meadow and around the far side of Auke Lake to get home. Here I am, starting out.


The trail devolved into a maze of mountain bike paths and occasional spurs run into neighbourhoods in the valley. Though a few thousand people live here, you could be within a few hundred yards of a house and not be able to see it.


A remarkable tree…

Kayak rental was reasonable. We'd steal the big van, check out four of them, and head down to the water. Steffi and Marijka joined us for the first trip.


Preparing for some kayaking out on the bay.


Preparations…


Out on the water. These are Steffi's pictures since I still hadn't become comfortable with the idea of pulling my camera out while in a kayak. Come to think of it, I'm still not comfortable with that.


We followed the shoreline of Auke Bay around and towards the Gastineau Channel.


Myself, Kevin, and Ge'Yanni.


Steffi'd brought along some raw crab…


…which we pulled apart and ate.


One of the cool things about this was that you could find and pull the tendons and then watch the legs curl closed.


Gi'Yanni with the crab.


Steffi, playing with her food.


Kayaking back.




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