Incognito Mosquito

Or at least I wish these little Mosquitos would hide for good. The weather is cooling down and the bugs seem to be taking full advantage of the low humidity by feasting on us. It's comical to watch people type on their computer, then intermittently flail their arms in all directions to wreak vengeance upon the little devils.

I'm nearly on the verge of heading home for a two week break and I think it came at a good time. Occasionally I get jaded about being here and I was swinging in that direction quite a bit lately. I'd even like to attribute that to my lazy posting habits (woohoo a believable scapegoat). Luckily I can already tell a couple weeks away is going to refresh me. Sometimes I need to kick myself in the arse so I remember it could be a lot worse. I'm getting there... Mr. Cynical tries to be positive, yeha.

I've actually been so lazy with my posting that I haven't even bothered to remind people that I've been updating my photo section. There's a lot of new shots of the living area here and a few others you may have missed.

You can check them out here as always http://www.flickr.com/photos/krimzen

I'm going to try and take a lot of photos to document the experience of flying back. More later, see you all soon!

Taste Good!

Apparently I never posted in August... tsk tsk. The last four weeks have flown by with all the changes the command has made. New place to live, new things to see, new afternoon shift that I really like. There's something to be said about being awake during the day, the darkness gets dreary. Better yet I get a nice mix of day and night on my shift and I've traded a daily sunset for a daily sunrise for my viewing pleasure. Not too shabby. Other than that it's a lot of the same. Patrolling, staring, sweating, etc.

I'd say last night was more interesting than any other I've had in the last month. We were doing our patrols near the pier
(pictured previously here) when a guy crouching near the water flagged us down. He kept on pointing to the ocean and shined a light down on a huge fish he had snared in what had to be about 20 finishing lines spread out across the pier with no poles connected to them. There was a bit of a language barrier but he spoke enough english and a mixture of hand gestures that we could understand what was he wanted. Luckily one of the guys in my truck is an avid fisherman and he figured out a way to haul the fish from the pier, which is a good 15 foot drop to the water, to an area where he could pull it out at sea level (down the steps pictured here).

Once it was pulled free the guy insisted that we take the fish with us in our Humvee saying "Taste Good!". After a bit of banter, we convinced him that we didn't have any ice or any way to cook it and he reluctantly put it in the back of his truck. Here's a photo, I apologize for my cameras lackluster flash.

Zee Fish.