Well Sitka what can I say so far. It’s a much nicer town then the rest I have bin. Its clean and the people are nice to me everywhere I have gone(even tho they still don’t need a green deckhand…). And I am the guy that says “Hello,good afternoon” to everyone I walk passed. The Ferry ride was great and for the first time seen some animals other the those big crow’s ….I mean Raven’s haha. I saw some Sea lions and a handful of whales which was awsome to see in the wild and them not being harpooned by some metal floating city. I met a really chill girl named Beth who was on her own new path in life and we chatted for a few hours before we got to Sitka and I wish her nothing but the best in life. Life is short and we need to live it up while we have it no madder what problems we ALL have .
It was 1:15 am and it was still dark so I was not gonna get off the ferry until there was some light then I would head to town. But around 2:30 I was called by the lady on the ship who told me my ride was here..I wasn’t sure if the man my Mom talked about for a storage unit was gonna pick me up and well there he was . So he took me into town drove around the center so I would know where a few things were at and told me his wife set me up in a hostel and he would take me there. I thanked him as he dropped me off at the Sitka International Hostel . There would be a note with directions on the door with what to do and where to go inside. So I read the note and said goodbye to “Lee” and thanked him again . I walked in the dark building, down the hall, up to the stairs on the right and up to the the first bed on the left with clean sheets. I quietly layed my back packs down and felt a little weird being in a room with 10 beds and a bunch of strangers sleeping on them. I have never bin to a Hostel and had no idea what I was in for. I sat down looked around and layed back and slept with one eye open ( I did not sleep well) all night. I woke up to a sunny day (which I hadn’t seen many this last month in Alaska ) and only a couple of guys left in the room. I got up took a shower and got some clean clothes on .
I met Nick the guy who helps run the place with another nice lady and he had a full sleeve of colored ink so it was nice to see as I am sleeved with tattoo’s . I told him I was really thankful and I appreciate the note and we set it up for three nights I could stay there and MAYBE more if nobody else comes in or makes reservations as they like to get new people in when needed. So I said anything would be great and we could talk in three days to see if I could stay longer(which I hope as tonight is my third night) .He let me know when we need to be in at night and when we had to leave in the morning and I could leave my gear there during the day and it would be safe and make things easyer for me to get around and find some work (In by 11pm and out by 10am) on a boat or a processing plant in town.
I met a local guy named “Robby” who was staying there as well and hes a good guy. I left and about 45 mins later from the Hostel and as I was enjoying a cup of coffee and a breakfast bagel on the waters edge he walked up and said hello. So he sat down and we started talking about this and that and all the other. A real nice guy born in Sitka then left when he was 14 and now back in town(hes about 25) looking for work himself. He ended up knowing someone from Sitka Sound Seafood and was able to start work the next day. Unfortunately there are no bunk houses for anyone as they are all full. And as is the worker list and there are no openings in the plant or any of the other two . Which was my last resort if I couldn’t find a job.
Well after walking dock to dock and talking to whoever I saw and putting flyer’s up at all of the dock boards which is usually right at the top or bottom of the stairs. And even putting them up at the local grocery stores(not to mention half drunk fisherman telling me I am wasting my time) no calls yet . Its really sad how a lot of the people I saw get off actually more like stumble off the boats after fishing all day and drinking, I being sober can’t get work on any of them. I was even told at 11:00am “Here have a shot of whiskey and you might get a job” well to speak frankly FUCK THAT…. I am not working with or around a bunch of drunk fisherman where our lives are at risk every time we leave port for any amount of money its just not worth it to me. And one thing I have realized is most of them are on one sort of something or another and I guess I am not a fit . Don’t get me wrong I am sure there are some sober non drug addicts who are in charge of boats and well those are the boats with solid crews who don’t mess around nor do they need a “Greenhorn” like me .
Well I am at that point in the road where I did everything I could do to get a job in Alaska and try and make a living for my family and it has bin one rollercoaster after another. And maybe this is not the year for me to get on a boat. Well what about next year? Is this the only time I have in my life to work in Alaska on a fishing boat? Well I do not think it is and I can come back up year with what I learned NOT to do and bring it even stronger next year. I have things back home I can take care of and make another run next year .
When it comes right down to it its my choice just like it was to come up here. I am not worried about “Hurt feelings” or what another man/women thinks of me. I am a good man with a good heart and I will become something on this small planet. I will make a living for my family and I will continue to grow and learn about myself everyday. I am a strong person who has a good head on his shoulders and I treat everyone how I would want to be treated .
So for now this may be my last post in Alaska and my next will be of me arriving back HOME in California .
To be continued…