So here I am in the coffee shop again in Skagway. This is one of three days this summer that we don't have a cruise ship and therefore the whole camp has a day off. Things are going well. We had our first tours yesterday and I handled for a musher to get the hang of things before I start doing my own tours tomorrow. I'm a little nervous, but the tourists thus far have been really into it and everyone at work is really cool. Except for one bastard of an Iditarod musher. He's vulgar and curses more than a truck driver. His name? Well, it starts with R and ends with ich. He placed really shitty in Iditarod and thinks he's all that and a bag of chips. He's actually pretty cool but just needs a little beat down every once in a while to put him in his place. He'll come around. Pretty much everyone that works here is really young. It's only mildly annoying. I can't really name names because I don't want to get in trouble but Blank is a real blanking blank. And Blank is blank and sometimes she's very blank. Blank and Blank are cool, I mean blank, but sometimes they're so blank, it's blank.
The dogs are settling in nicely and I'm looking forward to the summer. The bears are worrisome but I'll survive. And if I don't, well, getting eaten by a griz isn't the worst way to go. If I don't post again for let's say 10 days, I'm inside a bear belly. Send help.