We are here, back in Elim. "Welcome home" is how we've been greeted by our village and it was very sweet to hear. Back to canned chicken, fresh salmon, ordering food online, horrible cellphone reception, no caller id, and chilly windy weather.
This little dude is stealing my heart.
Jack and the special ed teacher went tubing after the picnic. It was 59 degrees and of course they were set on tipping these two. So they did, twice! What is worse than the cold water is that the sewage is emptied out into the ocean!!
The tradition is a back to school lunch at the beach. Roasting hotdogs, baked beans, chips, and juice. The whole village is invited.
Ila is trying to get gum out to share. They are obsessed with going to the store and buying candy when they have any change.
We walked to Next creek, which was around 2 miles and pretty hilly. The kids did great there and struggled on the way back. It was worth it! Jack is a fan of making fires at the beach.
You can see the fish swimming upstream! The dark spots are the fish in the top right corner.
Murder scene!
I'm so glad Jack is willing to clean the fish. I'm totally disgusted just holding the garbage bag while he throws the guts in.
Ok really! They are tubing and I'm bundled up.
This was our last flight, bush plane to our village. It was so loud it didn't matter how much Crew screamed.
Well, we are here for another school year. It feels really nice to not be new at least. New challenges and fun to come this year!