Hanging in Homer

Made it to Homer without having to spend the night in Anchorage. Shellie and Mom are leaving for Las Vegas tonight; better them than me.

Bill and I are waiting for Jake to get back from dipping with Grandpa Gordon.  Hopefully we will then be occupied filleting, bagging and freezing Reds. 

Went over to a neighbors yesterday where they were in the middle of a five day process of firing pottery in their walk in kiln. 

First they load it with items to be fired.

These are photos of the four rows of pottery. 

Then they build a fire just outside the entrance.  After a day of dehydrating they move the fire inside and brick up the entrance with a door hanging from cables over a hole left for adding wood.

It is a two man job swinging the door aside while the stoker throws the wood in. They were putting in an armful about every four minutes. 

They showed me the stack of wood they would use to finish and the whole job must take several cords. 

They gradually bring the inside temperature up to 1200+ Celsius and hold that for about three days.  

They were in day three of that stage when we stopped in and sleep was becoming something they dreamed about. 

Going for halibut tomorrow then up to Soldotna. 

Weather still perfect