By Sarah Palin
Home from commercial fishing grounds in Bristol Bay, and here’s Piper helping slay salmon to market!
A good season for wild reds on the Nushagak, Piper hopes to make enough to cover, maybe, a cell phone bill. Do you agree, as I’ve said before, we need more girls holding up fish in pics instead of holding up iPhones in selfies?!
It’s always wonderful reconnecting with our roots in Bristol Bay. We are very blessed to have five generations of family learning, living, loving together here in Alaska. Todd’s grandmother, a beautiful Yupik Eskimo elder who still speaks Yupik, masters the skillful artistry of the Native culture, crafting intricately woven grass baskets and works using wood, fur, skins, plants, porcupine needles and anything else traditionally gathered. Our matriarch cooks traditional subsistence fare that she’s helped harvest for nearly all her 94 years up North.
The stories this humble pioneer has lived illustrate what a genuine conservationist is: respecting God-given resources for man’s responsible use; honoring the Creator of it all and protecting the environment so our hunting, fishing, mining for minerals, drilling for energy, viewing our wildlife… all can be enjoyed and responsibly exploited for every generation to come. Native elders are so often the ones to learn “environmentalism” from; they’ve lived off the land and carved their lives out of the wilderness and on the waters. They honor the purpose of natural resources. Any day of the week I’d trust Lena’s commitment to protecting opportunities to develop the earth’s energy and food supplies over any New York City “Occupying” yuppie who radically screeches his misguided doctrine from within his concrete jungle. (It’s because a Bristol Bay wild salmon stew and blueberry pie harvested ourselves nourishes the commonsense gene so much more than the foo-foo chi-chi $8.00 frothy latte he sips while skipping in and out of stale air conditioned boxes… in my opinion!)
Lena’s a true American role model, we’re so thankful to have our kind, wise, gorgeous “G.G.” in our lives. May Lena’s passionate love of God, family and country continue to influence Alaskans. She makes the world a better place.
I snapped the moose photo last night (followed by a fun video I shot; maybe I’ll post it later). It was taken at 11pm, but still light in the Land of the Midnight Sun, of course. Trig got out of bed to watch out the living room for Todd to land his float plane in the front yard (i.e. the lake!) returning from Bristol Bay. And then three NEW FRIENDS sauntered by to meet Trig! The ungulates proceeded to chomp down dinner in my garden. Moose = my convenient excuse as to why my garden is no Pepperidge Farm!