Bristol Bay gillnetting wasn’t much different since we’d always been apart for that. After six Bay seasons, I could manage six weeks of separation from anything, even weed. But, I’d been looking forward to Mariah working on a southeast seiner for the second six weeks of the summer so we could see each other between openers. The hope of her being there had filled me up. But Mariah’s knee wasn’t healing on its own. After a week in Alaska, she decided to go home to Colorado for surgery. Another summer apart. More plans dissolved by alcohol and covered in clouds of weed smoke.
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