Tom Hiroshima's wrote:

slippage


Bugs were pretty bad. I talked with some of the locals about the mosquitoes
after bring my recommended artillery juice from reading ROFF. I didn't want
to embarrass anyone here who suggested their best, I know they mean well,
but the locals basically laughed when I showed them what I had. They use
this stuff called "OFF" 100% Deet. And thank God for my OR Bug net & my
Cowboy hat. I sprayed the hat and wore the bugnet over that....saved me.
Bug shirts work great. It took me 2-days to get used to the buzzing, but
soon, I didn't even care, just a few minor bites. The worst was slapping a
mosquito in my tent and having blood splatter out of him.

....reminds me of flying out of Fairbanks with "customers" to Lake
Minchumian. (about a 1 hr flight at Cessna 170 speed) A fairly large
lake with a smallish dirt runway and absolutely no facilities whatever,
with a nice sandy spit poked out into the lake that sort of kept the
mosquitoes at bay, especially on windy days. I dropped my clients off
with an agreement to return in a 2 days. Let me tell you, they were
more than happy to see me when I landed. Mosquito bitten, they looked
like survivors rather than someone out for a good time fishing. The
procedure was to get their asses and gear in the airplane, close the
doors then ask every one to "duck" while I hosed down the interior with
Black Flag,whilst it rained bug bodies. There may have been other fish
in that lake but these guys were spin fishing for pike, *big* pike. In
the winter we would fly out on skis, coast to a stop and bore holes thru
ice so thick you wondered if it went all the way to the bottom of the
lake...my biggest pike was 36" which I'm sure was no record. The smaller
ones we would take back with us...getting those bones out was a bitch
but once that was done they were pretty good eating.
Damn, it's hard not to reminisce with so many good memories.

Frank Sr.