Flood Times Two

 Last year, in case you missed it, the river decided to flood and it picked about the worst time of the year to do so. With the King fishing season effectively killed by our oh-so-smart fish and game regulations, lodges  now only have half a summer to really make a living. My boss had just stocked up for a full house for the rest of the season and then the water came up and kept coming up. My boss was forced to cancel all his bookings, and then there was all that food. It was really a sad situation for him. 

This year during the vast part of King season, it was clean up from the mess. The floor in the lodge needed to be fixed and the cabins needed to be washed down from top to bottom. My boss and the guys got the floor fixed. Then they moved on to fixing the yard. It was a lot of hard work, but the guys were real troopers and they worked very hard. 

Fast forward to the almost end of this summer fishing season and it was booming. We went through three chefs and the girl who was supposed to take over my job couldn't function without the direction of her boyfriend (one of the chefs), so I ended up working the whole summer - so much for my retirement plans. So the fishing season was a success and we were in the process of shutting down when the weather turned against us. It dumped three or four inches of rain upriver from us (I forget how much exactly), snd so the river started coming up. So, shutdown was put on hold while everything was put up high. The water came up maybe a little higher than last year, but only by an inch or so. So, here we go again. The only difference being the timing. Unfortunately, there was no time for more than a cursory cleanup this year. Last year, they had time to pressure wash the mud out of the buildings. This year, there was no time for more than shoveling out the lodge. 

Over the years here recently, I've been convinced that they've gotten good at weather control. They need to stop. Their weather control is killing the economy of this state. Last winter, it rained almost all winter. We'd have had six to eight feet of snow if it had come down as snow, instead, we had six to eight inches of ice on the ground. I even had to get ice cleats so I could walk across the yard. Sigh.