Sun, rain, fog

The late spring days alternate between sun and rain and the mood of the town follows.  On the sunny days the streets are full and smiles abound, but each time the rain returns the talk turns sour.  On the way to the beach today the DJ joked "I hope you enjoyed summer... all 24 hours of it!"  I suppose the pessimism insulates us from the reality that it really does rain most of the time here.

I spent half the day at the beach, participating in a group learning about wilderness first aid.  I spend a fair amount of time in the forest and it's good to be up on the techniques that could get someone (including myself) out of pinch.  From up on the beach we have a nice view across the sound to the cliffs on the other side.  Over the course of the afternoon as the tide crept in with hardly a wavelet to disturb us, the fog moved across.  It made for wonderful views as the mountains disappeared and reappeared - colors muted white grey and dark green.  The rain of earlier in the day turned to mist and by the time we left you'd be hard pressed to call it rain at all.  I find it one of the nicest weather types to be out and about in - cool and misty - quite mysterious.

We dined this eve. on some wonder full fresh shrimp - this time sauteed as Pad Thai and accompanied by a green papaya salad.  The girls ate the rice noodles plain with a few green beans.  After dinner we strolled down to the harbor and out to the end of the C float to jig for herring.  After a few tries we got a dozen or so and they now reside salted in the fridge, and I hope they can be traded for larger fish this weekend.