I am in Koyuk finishing the last of the days reports. The clinic here is really wonderful with a view you can't beat. The dramatic changes from winter to summer never fail to amaze me. It is a balmy 60 degrees and lush green tundra. It's hard to believe I have snow machined through here across the sound at -30 with a dangerous wind. This winter I would have crossed the sound by bike if I were able to finish the ultrasport. Actually, I look out on the ocean and can visualize about half way to Cape Denbigh where Bill and Kathi Merchant bivied out on the ice in a terrible windstorm at -20. And now the birds are chirping, it's bright out and getting close to 11 pm.
This past weekend was a busy one. The folk fest took center stage with Sarah and I playing two sets and she working a table while I helped Jim occasionally with sound. It ended up being a lot more stressful than I thought but it sure was a blast watching the main act, The Stairwell Sisters. We feel real fortunate to have such good music in Nome.