WHAT ARE THEY--CRAZY?

I hate that feeling of being woke up from a sound sleep

by something unpleasant, don't you?

Last week at 5:00 am on the dot we heard a man yelling

at the top of his lungs outside of our house. Now with

warmer days we sleep with the patio door cracked open

and as a result we can hear things outside a lot better.

We sat up and blinked at each other, like what's

going on? I thought maybe the neighbors were

fighting, my husband thought the crew working

on the construction project down the road was

getting yelled at. But it's 5:00 am--they aren't

working yet.

I got up and looked out the front windows and 

this is what I saw:

These were young men in swim suits (no shirts, no shoes)

doing push ups in the 48 degree salt water at 5:05 am.

The guy yelling at them at the top of his lungs is the lone

individual to the right that I noticed was dressed in nice

warm clothing with boots on. He must have had really

big lungs.

Into the water they go...did I mention it's 48 degrees...

Out of the water they stagger, some of them running...

I didn't get a picture, but after this they let them put

their shoes back on (that's always a fantastic feeling 

with sandy, wet feet and no socks) and an orange 

reflective safety vest, then they started running in 

a line down the road with Major Pain driving 

the van after them.

I didn't see who they were, but since they all looked

young with short haircuts I am going to venture a

guess they were either part of the Alaska Trooper 

academy we have here or Coast Guard.

I didn't think the Coast Guard was that hard core, 

but maybe they are training to be rescue swimmers?

My sister sent me this from out by the Artesian Well.

Awww, he kinda looks like he wants us to come 

and play, doesn't he? 

Salmon cookies I made for the Music festival

Salmon Bake!