Life in Beluga

The cool thing about the "camp" I'm in now is that I can actually get out and walk more than 50 feet and explore a little bit. Right next to our camp is the Cook Inlet - deciding to take a nice walk on the beach one night, my leisurly stroll turned from sand to pudding in two seconds. Nearly falling on my ass, I decided to take off my shoes and let the mud mingle with my toes. After getting up to my calves, it was time to turn around because I was sinking faster than I could lift a foot to take another step.

Some views from the chopper on my way to "work"...

Can't forget my new friend Sitka...