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Video From A Guerrilla Reading

A little live-action clip, courtesy of up-and-coming filmmaker, Lucy Barcott, Bruce’s 14-year old daughter. When she isn’t garnering rave reviews for her stage acting, Lucy’s giving Ken Burns and Michael Moore a run for their money. Nice work, Lucy.

As for my “performance,” well…I was happy to support Kevin Fedarko’s great book, and it was an honor to appear with Bruce, Chris Solomon and McKenzie Funk, but it brought back memories of some lowlights from my tour last October: a lot of background noise (Have I mentioned the reading I did with a clog-dancing class going on in the space above the bookstore?), a large number of disinterested passers-by, and a few people just trying to figure out what the hell was going on.

On the plus side, nobody got arrested and we did make contact with the Barnes & Noble store manager, who came out to see what all the commotion was about. Hopefully they’ll start selling Kevin’s book, The Emerald Mile, or you’ll buy it somewhere else.

U-Pick Opening Day


A brief commercial announcement: For locals and anyone visiting the area, tomorrow, Thursday, July 25th will be our first open day of the season at the blueberry farm. We’ll have our earliest berries, the sweet, delicious Hardy Blues (pictured above, photo taken this afternoon) available, so come by and pick if you can. Hours are 10:00am to 5:00pm. I will also update the harvest hotline (206.855.0947) in the evening, so call ahead to check if you want to pick on Friday or through the weekend. This early in the season, we have to watch the ripening process closely to make sure we have plenty of berries before we can make the call on opening.


We also have u-pick, self-serve dahlias available and looking great. Open from dawn to dusk. Same place, Bainbridge Island Blueberry Co., North Madison, just south of Valley.

Whew! Long day today…all the projects I had 10 months to take care of are getting done now. Just in time. Will still be working on getting our new farm sink up and running tomorrow while people are picking. Come on by if you can. We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming.

King Salmon Opener


The kids and me with a small keeper king last Wednesday. Still cleaning up gear from our annual multi-family camping trip to open the king salmon season. The fleet had an epic morning on opening day (while I was still packing and loading gear at home), and then, as it often does, the numbers of fish plummeted. Tough fishing and chilly, windy weather made for a challenging four days, but we managed to scratch out a few fish and enjoy the company of great friends we don’t see often enough.


Weston in a calm moment, enjoys the fleeting flat water. For the most part, it was blowing just enough to put a little chop on the water and keep us from relaxing too much. 180 degrees from last year, when it was flat calm the whole time and we stacked so many kings we had to send someone to the store for more ice chests. This year, well, it was different. Thursday night Skyla and I went out for a quick evening fish. Water looked okay from the ramp. But by the time we got out on the fishing grounds, it was blowing 30 kts with bigger gusts and we had 3-foot wind waves with white on top. In our little boat, I was a little afraid to turn the boat to run back. Figured it might be best to stay put and see if the wind would fall out, so we put one rod in the water and kept the bow pointed into it. Sure enough…fish on! I fought it on my knees, steering with one hand, and Skyla crawled on hands and knees to get the net. We put it in the box, high fived and realized the tide was turning to run against the wind, which was rising. Yikes! So we “ran” for the beach at a full 3 mph, climbing each wave looking at the sky then pounding into the troughs. What’s normally a 7 minute run took us almost an hour, but we made some memories, that’s for sure. No pix, though…hands full just trying to keep everything under control. Back at camp, as we tried to cook dinner, it ramped up to about 40 kts and the metal supports on our canopy snapped, launching the whole thing like a hang glider.


This is what it’s really all about, though. Kicking back around the campfire, hanging out with great friends, and…S’MORES! Glen, Can, Sweeney, Mia, Maren, Laine…we love you. Here’s to more kings showing up soon and a great season.

Living Pesticide


Friday, a package arrived in a small wooden crate with a white bag stapled inside. The kids knew what it was right away, and in what’s becoming an annual tradition, started getting stoked for “Ladybug Night” at the farm. After dinner, we took the crate out into the field, pried it open and spread our “pesticide.” We watered the blueberry bushes and released our 72,000 new friends at dusk, in hopes of keeping them close to home and devouring aphids.

So far, most of our efforts to grow blueberries organically involve lots of extra work, hassle and expense. But this isn’t one of them. I’d rather watch the kids laugh and shriek while spreading ladybugs, than sit on a tractor in hazmat gear, spraying toxic chemicals any day. Go ladybugs!

Note to jonesing berry pickers: We are getting close, but the berries aren’t quite ripe yet. I think we’ll probably be able to open in about a week to a week-and-a-half, but to be sure, call our harvest hotline for updates starting after the 20th. 206.855.0947.