Back to work. The big bucks, as it were. And ya. Once again we have a new crew in a new season. Once again my mind wanders back in time. It tries to tell me how much better things were than they really were. I am prone, it seems, to romanticize things that have already happened. Now I understand what is happening so I can deal with it a little better.
Last season began with me missing the Ice Wench. She is now a distant, if not fond, memory. I missed the rest of the crew too. Well, now I am missing some of the crew that was on the disastrous season previous to this one. None of these people were ice wenches. In fact, the only women on the boat were observers. There is no fraternizing with observers, so do the math. I do miss certain people who were on the boat but are no more. Maybe some of these people were or weren't employees of my company. It can be hard to keep up with.
Bottom line is that I find myself free of distraction and in a bouyant mood. I feel like myself again. I want to thank you fallettin me be mice elf again. It feels good. The new guys seem like a pretty good group. Everyone on the boat has experience this time around. We are now an 'H and G' boat. The deal with that is rather than merely catching the fish and selling them to a plant who deals with the whole fish, we ourselves cut the heads off and gut the fish. That cuts out an intermediary step and means more money. I like the sound of it. On a side note, I also like the sound of the piano in my ear right now. I'm listening to some of my own stuff. It's sad.
Hanging off the side of the boat in the Bering sea at night is exciting. I had the pleasure a few hours ago. We were lashing down some scrap and I was designated knot tier. I'm king of the knots. When they want knots, they come to me. Well, I had to get outside the guard rails a bit to grab the line. Thrilling.
And a funny thing happens when you are staring at that grey sea, writhing seaward with it's foam and all the rest. For me, I start imagining jumping off of the boat. I don't fantasize about it. There's no way I'd do it. the picture plays out in my mind though. Kinda makes me squirm. Bad look.
That's about it. I miss 'friends' very much. I hope they are living well and smart. But I myself am feeling pretty good. I got jokes and songs. I have friends here. Maybe even something like a surrogate family. There are some things I can't talk about. That isn't one. Good group. Let's make it a good season.