September 11th

Steve left today. A bunch of us had breakfast at the airport to see him off. Now it's just me and Reece. The dorms are rather quite except for the running of the feral child.

I wanted to add a few pictures of the salmon that have been piling up outside of Sheldon Jackson. Every day more and more fish make there way to this point and realize that there is nowhere else to go. Poor things, their journey was all in vain. It really smells around here.


-Pile of dead salmon by S.J.