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I recommend Alaska, especially a cruise if you can do that: absolutely gorgeous.

It is nice to get away from the people and technology, unplug for a bit, and remind ourselves of where humanity came from.

Totally. It took two weeks of solid fishing for me to get a better grip on what my priorities really are each day.

Definitely an awesome catch. It is weird to think about the gender roles, I was just thinking that the other night while playing disc golf with some buddies, all guys out on the course.

Alaska is definitely on one of my places to visit soon, I just went to British Columbia a few months back and it was incredible. It is nice to get away from the people and technology, unplug for a bit, and remind ourselves of where humanity came from.

Yes, I am officially “back” to the interwebs, ready to get back to my projects with some fresh perspective. :P

Can’t wait to you get back to the interwebs as there is bigger fish to fry ;)

I’ve never really thought about gendering ego, not even ascribing masculinity to anything I experience. In those rare moments when I feel on a high, its as a human being and not a male. I wonder what that even means.

I had never really done so before either, Cognizant. Except when referring to my Inner Child, who is female. That’s why the event was so profound, sparking a blog post!

And yeah, the King Salmon get to be very big. Alaskan fishing is serious business. They were running smaller in size and numbers this year though.

Karen, thanks! We only fished for about four hours on the last day. I didn’t get any bites, but one of us did catch thirtysomething-pounder and one of us lost a bite. I did not want it to end… but we had to pack up and get ready to return home. I miss Alaska already, the clear air, the cool breeze, the natural landscape, the simplicity, the small number of people. Learning to fish was awesome, and it’s growing on me.

Sorry to hear you had rough luck on Friday. I guess I was pretty lucky given the slump year. Let me know when you do catch your Kenai King!

Also: OH MY GOD at the size of that fish. I was reading your article thinking you caught something the size of a hand. Damn woman, nice catch.

I’ve never really thought about gendering ego, not even ascribing masculinity to anything I experience. In those rare moments when I feel on a high, its as a human being and not a male. I wonder what that even means. I went canoeing for the first time in my life a few months ago, with a bunch of guys, so that has to be one of the iconic masculine moments of ego, right? I had a great time, there was a sense of accomplishment, i.e – rowing a boat without it tipping over and me drowning (note: I’m not the best swimmer in the world), but at the time it didnt feel like a ‘boys adventure’ type ego moment. Maybe it did and I’m denying it? I have no idea, I had a great time though. My buddy who I visited to go canoeing with, wants to go camping next. He’s a real outdoors type, I definitely want to try doing that too. Though, uh, I hope there’s an elevated sleeping bed in the camp or something. Might have to bring my peni – uh spider catcher with me.

ITS A SPIDER CATCHER OK? Its like a tube, and its battery operated, and it sucks up the spiders and then I can open the nearest window and tip them out, then afterwards I can chase people who annoy me with it.