So, there’s a chance you might have noticed I’m not teaching anymore! 😉 Of Dogs and Men is live today.
This is #24 in the Constable David Maratse series of novellas.
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Collar Day!
As you saw yesterday, Hidalgo and Balto started to get big, and fast. We wanted them to enjoy their freedom a little while longer, but in the event of them having a little too much fun, we figured they should have some ID. 🙂 This photo was from the day the boys got their homemade collars, with the house number on the side.
Chris
Big Headed Monsters!
Okay, starting with a blurry shot of Hidalgo – big now, and slightly clumsy! He’s got his eye on Jane who decided we need to go through the freezer to make room for more dog food.
I may have said, more than once, that everything is so much easier in the winter. In the summer months, we had to store the dog food in the freezer or dry the heads on the drying rack. The heads were, as you can see below, monstrous!
These are halibut heads – basically the flat fish on the seabed. Each head weighs a good three kilos (which I think is about six pounds). We used to have a small rucsac (backpack) – one of my favourites until the fish “happened”. We had to throw it out after four years of carrying fish heads up the hill from the fish factory to the freezer. (We sometimes took a taxi.) No matter how thick the plastic lining was, juice and associated slime, gore, and blood, seeped out of the liner into the rucsac.
Ichor?
I digress. 🙂
When the heads were frozen they looked and felt like boulders.
Food for thought… and the dogs.
Chris
Camping on the big island!
A “moody” camping shot from the top of Salliaruseq Island, the big island I mention a lot in my stories set in Uummannaq fjord.
You can find the location of the camp site directly right of the red circle marking Uummannaq on the map below. See the tiny pointy bit? It’s there(ish). 😉 Check out the bigger map on the Greenland Crime Map page.
Chris
Not so “black” lichen
I’ve written a lot of stories, racking up to nearly three million words by Christoffer Petersen alone. So, if you’ve stumbled across “black lichen” more than once in my stories, now you know why. 🙂
It’s crisp to the point of painful under your palm.
It makes a satisfying crunchy sound when you slip on it. (The slipping part is less satisfying.)
And in the summer, the black lichen is, well, orange.
Actually, I think there’s more than one kind of lichen here, but my trusty Greenland field guide has failed me on this point. I probably just need a different field guide. However, my best bet is Crinkled Snow Lichen. But, I think the orange “stuff” is Caloplaca marina (yeah, I’m wikipediaing here) and the black stuff could be Caloplaca thallincola, both of which are crusty.
We’re going with “crusty lichen” here, folks. And at the risk of getting the geology wrong, I think this crusty stuff is on granite. 😉
Chris
Sweden!
I think a lot of people, when living in the wilds (i.e. Greenland), might choose to take a holiday in a city. But then, I’m no good in cities. So, unfortunately for Jane, we spent one of the few summers we weren’t in Greenland on a raft in Sweden. 😉
Yeah, I’m pretty hopeless. But we spent our honeymoon on a raft like this on the same river back in 2000. And we’re still married!
No, is not an anniversary post, but this trip happened at this time of the year to fit the blog post. And yes, I’m still working through the hard drive!
Chris