Kicking back in XtraTuf's, watching the Southeast horizon.
The view from the cabin site at the dock in the marsh during low tide.
Story last updated at 8/22/2012 - 2:42 pm
I was invited last weekend to go to a friend's cabin in Idaho Inlet, which is due west of Juneau, near Elfin Cove. At first, I was skeptical. What was I going to do in cabin with no electricity, no showers, no cell service. I'm a city girl. Born and raised. But, I began to re-evaluate.
The point of the trip for me, I decided, was to have an Alaskan adventure. I moved to Alaska almost a year ago, and I hadn't even been off the grid yet. I hadn't caught a fish. I hadn't eaten any fresh-caught halibut (which might have been the biggest tragedy, I would discover). I hadn't shot a gun.
After arriving on a float plane, and wading through water in my XtraTufs to shore, I was beginning to realize my Alaskan adventure. On my second day, I caught three halibut, my first-ever edible fish catch. They just kept biting for me. The three other guys in the boat with me didn't catch anything - a fate I chalk up to the fish understanding and complying with my search for the Alaskan experience.
My friends taught me how to filet and skin my fish, something a girl from where I grew up would never dream of learning. And I also learned how to cook them and eat them. I'd never tasted something so fresh, so sweet. I felt accomplished.
It's adventures that teach you what you're made of. A girl from the Big City would never dream of having such an adventure - and if you had told me a year ago I would be fileting halibut on the shoreline of some off-the-grid cabin, I would have called you crazy. But the best adventures in life are the ones you would never dream might come true.
Christine Carpenter is the Creative Services Manager for the Juneau Empire and Capital City Weekly.