|The evening dishwasher rethinking his career options.|
Coldfoot is like any other place, and that includes hanging out at the beach (in 40 degree weather) and having ourselves an Arctic-style luau----complete with rainbow grass skirts, coconut bras (specially imported from Hawaii by our very own Cory), and whiskey Mai Tai's.
|O Captain! My Captain|
This chick. Oh man. First day I met her:
Me: "Where are you from?"
Fifi: "I'm from Seattle"
Me: "Where about?"
That sums up Fifi.
So you know, Coldfoot kids party too, and we like to imagine that we are on a sandy beach on Big Island sun tanning in 80 degree weather, when in reality we are on a gravel bar of a glacially-fed river in the Brooks Range of Alaska substituting whisky for rum in our Mai Tai's.
|My favorite people right here. True Alaskans: the Big Liebowski and Wolverine.|
You know that Tolstoy quote: from Anna Karenina "All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way."?
Here's the Coldfoot version: "All normal families are alike; each crazy family is crazy in its own way."
A lesbian, a gold miner and a sandwich maker walk onto the gravel bar... Bet you can guess who's who.
|Blue steel or death stare?|
Thus, here was a glimpse of a Coldfoot party, where girls go shirtless, people drive up on four wheelers and you carry bear spray to fetch firewood. Welcome to Coldfoot. Have a nice day.