"We're Hookers!"

Here is a funny story that someone was telling today:  A lady from Noatak was down in the lower 48 speaking at a church and describing the people in Noatak.  She said "We're hookers.  We love hooking."  Well, the part that the congregation didn't know was that in Noatak "hookers" are fisherman and "hooking" is fishing.

Tina found me at the school this morning, "Too much work, woman.  We're getting fresh air come on."  
Well, I definitely wasn't going to argue.  It was about 15 degrees, bright, and SUNNY.  (Daylight is about from 8-10 now).  She brought me to my house and I changed into my fishing gear and we were off!

Tina using the "took" (too-yuk) to get through the ice of an old hole.
Asking "Uncle" for advice.
Herbert being grumpy for the camera.
My first fish (whitefish) of the day!!! Yay!  I kept having bites, but the fish just liked to tease me.
We both pulled up 3 or 4 fish, all whitefish.
Just enjoying the beautiful sunshine and 15 degree warmth!

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