These bugs are ridunculous.

So this is the latest quote from Marilynn, "Heidi, I don't know if I can take many more mosquitos" Paul, the Golder guy we're working with phrased it like this, "I am being totally annihilated." Yup, the weather is awesome. Hot, hot, hot. And, unfortunately, no wind. We gauge the progress of the day by what body parts are on fire. Today, after a 2 hour walk across the tundra in the buggiest bugs ever, we got back to the fish fence and decided our hands and face were never going to feel the same. Solution: we stood in the stream with our heads underwater and our hands on the bottom to numb the bug bite wounds. We call it the fish fence ostrich. The charr wrasslin' is more difficult with nitrile gloves on, but those little babies are surprisingly bug-proof. This morning, I decided to try citronella. I didn't think it was going to work, and neither did anybody else. Paul told me to let him know how it went. Thirty seconds later I was rolling around in the stream in agony washing it off. Turns out I have a skin sensitivity to citronella. Hmmmm. But, our gear FINALLY arrived with bug jackets! Yes! And a new dip net. Paul had taken to hunting down the charr in the stream with his bare hands. Which, astoundingly, actually worked once or twice.

Stephane our helicopter pilot friend is back! YAY!

Ahh, the age old question. When falling asleep, do you put your sleeping bag over your head and roast to death or listen to bugs buzzing in your ear? Speaking of which, this was another quote of Marilynn's today, "Heidi, just so you know, there is a dead and bloody mosquito in your ear. It's kind of gross. "