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As many of you may know, our beloved sister hostess SHARON DONOVAN, tragically passed away on 11th April 2012. We who knew her, loved her, and were inspired by her courage and determination to face head on whatever life threw at her. When she could no longer see to paint she turned to writing and showed her amazing talent in the Inspirational Romance and Romantic Suspense genres, and her story 'Charade Of Hearts' was awarded the coveted Predators and Editors Award in January 2011.

This Blog was a source of great delight to her, she was one of the founder hostesses and she contributed to the fun and silliness in her own original way, and was kind enough to let her unique creation, the hunky butler 'Oliver' join us for our Friday romp and prepare 'virtual breakfast' for the guests on the following morning. It's beyond hard to have to go on without her, but we know that she would have been the first to insist that 'the show must go on.' She is, and will always be with us in spirit.
Sharon, dear friend, we will never forget you.
The Author Roast and Toast is part of the legacy you left us. Let's raise a Toast to you as well as all our guests.
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Friday, August 1, 2014

Brent Purvis, author of 'Mink Island' enjoys a late Birthday Alaskan salmon bake celebration


Carved salmon logo
picture courtesy of
 http://www.akvisit.com/salmon.html



“Who set this party up?” Mac scans the area of freezing cold desolation as she gets up, removes her seatbelt, and readies to disembark from the huge, DH 6 Twin Otter float plane, they arrived in, and she takes in the view. “That was a really wonderful ride; I didn't know Oliver was a pilot too! It’s beautiful here. Look at how clean and untouched it all looks.” 

“Let’s keep it that way.” Lyn eyes Mary with a warning gaze. As do the rest of the hostesses, each imagining one or two misadventures they remembered. 

“What, why are you all looking at me?” Mary blinks her lashes coyly. “And just so’s you know, I didn’t set this one up. Musta been Lilly, she loves the snow right?” They all look at one another wondering, as Lilly shakes her head in denial. 

Melissa, Mac, Lyn, Lilly, AJ and Mary, finally stumble out in that order and fuss with the thick furs they are all encased in to stay warm. The light dusting snow has Lilly sticking out her tongue to catch the elegant crystals.

“Just don’t stick your tongue on anything metal, it’ll freeze to it, and watch out with the snowshoes, you have to pace yourself and be careful. Or you’ll fall flat on you face and sink into the snow like a rock tossed in a lake. 

Mary grins at Lyn,"Not you of course, with the size of your feet you won't need snowshoes!"

"It’s colder than a witch’s tsssss." Mary grunts as Lyn elbows her in the stomach and gives her the evil eye.

 “Sure,” Lilly snickers. “How cold is that?”

 “I was gonna say thumb. Thumb, what are you implying? I could kiss this plane for landing. I was about to hurl. I get airsick ya know.”
Don’t get her started,” Melissa grins. “It’s cold as whatever Mary was going to say, I didn’t schedule this party. Who did? Did they request an Alaskan clambake or something? I think I hear something, though the visibility is awful, I know there’s people here, look at all the cars.”

“Hello, you finally made it.” A mascuine voice speaks out somewhere in front of them.

All the girls see is mounds of snow. As they struggle forward on woven snow shoe covers that keep them from sinking down into the deep frosted, white, fluffy, crystals, they each finally notice the odd structures they approach. None of which were visible from the parking area.


“Igloos, yippie.” AJ puts, Precious, into her pocket so the cell phone does not get wet. If she ever lost
it, the world could end as we know it. “I smell something wonderful cooking. Must be Oliver is already here.”

“That’s the planked salmon probably, or it could be the fish stew, or halibut or the other seafood delights that the locals have  cooked up.”


  Brent Purvis author of Mink Island grins and whispers. “They’re a bit wacko here so ask before you taste and be sure it’s not something that you wouldn’t eat. Now if Oliver or I cooked it, we’re okay. But the inhabitants here are just a little looney.”   

 Lyn grabs Brent's arm and pulls him toward the biggest igloo she sees. Luckily she makes it there without falling down in icy areas. She looks back, as she notices Mary is not with them. 
“Uh Oh, I knew it, too top heavy. And it appears she is flopping like a flounder and can’t get up.”

They all head back to Mary, hoping between them they can get her up and on her way.

“She looks like something beached on the shore all furry, and what is she trying to say, I can’t understand a word.” Melissa wonders.

“Ny nongu fozend na pane.” Mary struggles to speak.

“Her tongue is frozen to the plane.” AJ chuckles. “She said she was gonna kiss the plane. But, I never thought…”

“Well at least she didn’t get lost.” Mac joins in as they pour warm tea from a thermos and free Mary’s tongue. They help her up and all head back to the igloo.



 “I can’t wait to see what happens at this party.” Brent grins. 

“Oh, and by the way…there’s been a murder. So watch your back.”  He pauses and thinks for a moment, snaps his fingers and gestures inside the igloo. “There's best quality coffee brewing and we’re having baked Alaska too.”

 “What did he say,” Mary wonders aloud. “I thought that no one drinks here?”


Lyn rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “ It's just alcohol we're staying off, Mary dear."

Just another Author Roast and Toast.”
 Let's welcome our Guest of Honour, Brent Purvis, wish him a belated Happy Birthday and find out more about his book


Mink Island
 Imagine living on a remote island, only accessible by boat or floatplane. What if youwere stuck on that island with a killer at large, amongst a horde of outrageously loonyinhabitants?

Displaying bpurvis_Minkisland(1).jpgJim Wekle’s first day as a trooper on an island in Alaska could have gone better. It was raining, the coffee was bad, and within hours of stepping off the floatplane, he finds a bikini-clad girl floating in a kelp bed. As Jim investigates who might have put the bullet in her back, he stumbles across a uniquely diverse and extraordinarily hilarious batch of island inhabitants.

Puffing on his imported cigars, Jim soon learns that no one on the island is more unique, diverse, or hilarious than his unlikely counterpart; a man simply known as Kram.

Jim and Tavis got the call from Frightening Frankie. Frankie was flying the morning mail run in from Ketchikan when he spotted the RV that had slid off the logging road and wedgeditself between a spruce tree and a tiny waterfall.

The retired couple had driven far out a secluded gravel road with hopes of seeing some wildlife. Miles into the Alaskan wilderness on a road that was not fit for a recreational vehicle,the 2010 Luxury Coachman Plus had failed to navigate a corner cut short by a fallen tree. The driver had unsuccessfully compensated for the obstruction and plowed the rectangular-shaped behemoth down a short ravine and directly into a barn-sized rock.

The crash had cracked the front window of the RV and a waterfall splashed through thewindshield, quickly filling the lush living space with four feet of ice cold mountain runoff. This forced Bill and Gladys Fetcherson from Mt. Pleasant, Utah to promptly exit the vehicle.

Gladys was clutching her yapping poodle when she slipped while descending the steps ofthe side door. Planting her tailbone directly in the middle of a soaked chuck of moss, Gladys accidentally released the small dog from her clutches. The poodle was excitedly turning circles and yipping in high pitched spasms when the eagle’s talons latched on. Snookums embarked on the finale of its short life with a journey high above the trees. The miniature canine could be heard yapping overhead for more than a half mile into the flight. With the sight of her Snookums being snatched from the ground by a massive raptor, Gladys released a shrieking screech from her position on the moist moss.

Bill was in too much shock over his prized RV being filled by the waterfall to attend to his frantic 
wife. The events had traumatized the Fetchersons to the point of delusion. Certain that there was a bear in the woods next to the waterfall, and with nowhere else to hide, Bill and Gladys ascended the aft ladder of their 2010 Luxury Coachman Plus and waited for hours before signaling a floatplane that flew overhead. Roughly ninety minutes after waving furiously atthe aircraft, the Fetcherson’s were ecstatic to see the white Jeep Cherokee with a State Trooperinsignia rumble up the bumpy rural road.

When Jim and Tavis rolled up to attempt the rescue, they were quite surprised to see theelderly couple clutching each other in terror on the roof of the wrecked RV. It took some calm coaxing, but eventually Jim talked the couple off the roof and down the ladder.

What the Fetchersons had thought was a bear turned out to be a root ball of the overturnedcedar tree that partially blocked the road. It wasn’t until Jim made Tavis scale the root ball and jump up and down on it, that the Fetchersons would finally calm down.


BIO
Brent Purvis resides in Colville, WA with his wife and two kids. In addition to writing humorous
mystery novels, Brent is a music teacher and regular performer of jazz and blues as a trombonist and keyboardist. Growing up in Ketchikan, Alaska gave Brent a unique experience with life in the Last Frontier that is evident in his writing. Teaching music for nearly two decades has allowed Brent to live in some of the most beautiful places in the Northwest, as well as meet some of the most amazing characters along the way. You can find Brent's blog, Kram's Perspective,
at: http://jimandkramrule.blogspot.com


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96 comments:

  1. Good morning Brent - welcome to your roast. This salmon is delicious and I'm sure you'll enjoy the coffee. Me, I'll just stick to chai tea, since I'm not a coffee person. Gosh, this place is really beautiful isn't it, and your book sounds like an amazing read!

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    1. Thanks, Lyn. I've heard about the merits of Chai tea, but have yet to give it a whirl. My morning starts with the grinding of locally roasted coffee beans. Yes, Alaska is a very amazing place. I am so lucky to have grown up fishing, boating, flying into high mountain lakes and experiencing true isolation surrounded by rugged beauty. The weather, cost of living and lack of roads (very limited on some of those islands) got to me a little, and that is why my family and I now live in NE Washington, but I will never forget my Alaskan upbringing and I enjoy visiting friends and family up there.

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  2. Good morning all - I am sitting here enjoying Oliver's morning coffee in my Seattle Seahawks mug, and I can smell the salmon and halibut cooking. Looking forward to the Baked Alaskan birthday cake later, too (I'm always amazed when someone puts ice cream into an oven - wow). A special thanks to our hostesses, Melissa, Mac, Lyn, Lilly, AJ and Mary, for put on this shin-dig. I look forward to hearing from old friends and meeting some new friends today. I hope that you all ask questions and have a little fun roasting Mink Island.

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  3. Hi there! This is Brent's wife :) I look forward to checking in throughout the day! Thanks so much for hosting his book!

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  4. Mornin' chickies. Hiya, Brent. Hey, Marci. Never been to Alaska but my BFF raised her kids in Ketchikan. It's gorgeous but way too freaking cold for this AZ girl. Coffee! I need lots and lots of coffee!

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    1. Mackenzie, good to hear from you. Ketchikan is a fairly small town (on a very big island)... I may very well know your BFF. Funny. Yes, K-town would be colder than AZ... and A LOT more moist. Ketchikan gets about 160 inches of rain per year (about 4 times Seattle's average).

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  5. Hi Martci, how nice to meet you!

    Brent - I think Chai tea is probably an acquired taste, although if you like Earl Grey and similar teas then you'd probably like Chai. I was introduced to it by the late Sharon Donovan, a dear friend and one of the founding hostesses of this blog;

    I have to admit to loving snow - and we have more than our fair share of rain over here in the UK - my beloved homeland of Wales is knowh for it - but as I always say, it's what keeps it green!

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    1. Craig, Alaska (the setting for Mink Island) is on one of the massive islands of Southeast Alaska. Similar to Ketchikan, it actually gets way more rain than snow. We actually get more snow here in Colville, Washington than I remember Ketchikan ever getting.

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  6. Sorry Marci - I don't know how I managed to put a 't' in your name. Too much Chai Tea I expect *grin*!

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    1. Hi Hywela-nice to meet you! Don't worry - people spell my name wrong all of the time! Although I don't think I've ever seen a T in it ;)

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  7. OMG! This is the best coffee ever, and y'all know how much I like coffee. More than wine, even. lol! I am NOT so fond of the cold and snow should melt withing 48 hours. I don't see this melting any time soon. But, I will say, this is an exciting roast and Brent, your book sounds like fun. I love whacky characters. I'd also love to know where one, um....where the um....I've had a lot of coffee. Okay? So, where are the rest rooms?

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    1. The outhouse is over behind the igloos. Watch out for the bears.

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    2. Bears?! Little brown bears. Right? Or do you mean hulking grizzlies and Polar bears? OLIVER!

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  8. The people in Southeast Alaska are amazing and actually inspired several of the characters in Mink Island. Kram, who you will love, is inspired by a combination of a few of these hearty, creative, and a little off-kilter Alaskans.

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    1. Were any of the characters inspired by your in-laws? :)

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    2. There are definitely some characters to choose from there - Hah!

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  9. Happy belated birthday. Sure is cold here but; so pretty. Mmm mmm look at all that food. Your book sounds really good. I like when books have a bit of humor too.
    Sue B

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    1. Hi Sue and thanks for the B-day wish. Yes, the food spread is amazing: baked salmon, grilled halibut, and look at that dessert with my book cover painted into the meringue. Cool.

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  10. Hey Marci! Welcome to your hubby's roast. It's going to be loads of fun. I'm an author at night but a mammo tech by day. One of our CT techs at the hospital where I work used to be a travel tech. He spent a couple of years in Barrow, Alaska. That's one freaking cold place. He showed me pictures of him walking...WALKING, mind you, on the ocean. An ocean with waves frozen solid in mid roll. It looked like an alien landscape--a beautiful, but isolated place. Might be nice to visit in summer, but you'd never catch me there in winter. I can't stand it when the temperatures drop below 50 degrees Fahrenheit.

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    1. Thanks Lilly! I've never been to Barrow-but I've heard similar stories-crazy! I can't imagine. Of course-this time of year-there is sunlight in Barrow 24 hours a day, right Brent?

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    2. How do those people sleep? But I guess after six months of darkness, they're probably all drinking and celebrating the sunshine. lol!

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  11. Hey, was the character Shelly named after your aunt? Ha. Love what you've written - I've not finished the book yet, but I can see in my mind all you describe. Your love for AK oozes out!

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    1. Hi Shelley, you know - if you have good names in your family, why make up new ones? Hah. It is great to hear from you this morning.

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    2. :) Good to talk to you too. I'm sitting here with my cup of coffee, looking out my window at the Chugach Mtns, and enjoying hearing about your book. It's about time we reconnected!

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    3. Hi Shelley, sorry I didn't say hi earlier. I do try to say hello to all the guests but I was busy rubbing noses -er - looking to see if I could see a bear!

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  12. Hi Lilly, LOL, you wouldn't like the UK then, spring summer and Autumn are usually way below that - if it creeps up to 60 or 70 in summer we think we're lucky, although I have to say we are having a glorious summer this year, for a change!

    Hi Sue, nice to sue you, help yourself to refreshments.

    Brent - I'd love to know a bit more about Kram, he sounds like he'd fit right in here at a Roast! :)

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    1. Lyn, I'll plan any UK trips in the summer. lol! Although, I am trying to put together a Germany trip for the week after New Years and it will be very cold in Deutschland in December! But hey, we'll be going to visit the new grand-baby--and my daughter and SIL. lol

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  13. Wonder where our Mary's got to? Hope she hasn't been eaten by a bear!

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    1. Bears have fur...
      Bears have a snout...
      Bears will grab a snack,
      When you leave your garbage out.
      (Just ask Deloris)

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    2. I hope Oliver has put people in charge of securing the trash!

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    3. I'm sure he has, Lilly, Oliver is very environmentally friendly!

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  14. Kram here. Just rockin' out in the drum shack on Mink Island and heard there were some people interested in chatting. You would all like my little island in paradise, and all are welcome to come pitch a tent. Just don't act like tourists. No yellow-colored matching rain parkas and no giant cameras hanging from your necks. Just pull up a chair on lookout point, light up a cigar with my good buddy, Jimbo, and soak in the view.

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  15. I just returned from the doctor, he says I should not use my tongue for a few days. As if...So I'm a little top heavy, we all have our issues. Lyn's feet are humongous, one of us is a bit, shall we say, ditsy. One of us is addicted to her cell phone, calls it Precious. I mean we all have problems. It's about time someone brought their spouse along. Nice to meet you sweetie! Do I have your permission to tease the heck outta your DH? Pretty please? By the way, is there TP in the outhouse? I mean, do they still use the Farmers Almanac?

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    1. No TP or almanac...Plenty of skunk cabbage leafs, though.

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    2. Kram - hiya! Cigar? Don't mind if I do, thank you kindly. It's so nice to meet you, any friend of Brent is a friend of ours.Hold on a minute while I sort out our Mary!

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    3. You don't need my permission! Tease away!

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    1. Hi there Mark,
      Bill did have a rough go of it there, for awhile, but no word yet on the exact details of his marital separation. That question just may get address in Jim and Kram Part 2. Currently working on Tsunami Warning and there will definitely be a little carry-over from Mink Island.
      Nice to have a reader on board today!

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  17. Skunk cabbage leaves? What the heck? Marci, twenty four hours of sunlight?? Does that affect your sleeping or daily lives? And one last question is Brent a keeper? LOL
    I might wanna meet a nice Eskimo guy, I like the cold weather. Lots of cuddling eh...

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    1. Mary sticks her tongue out as far a possible, kinda like Mic, or Myley. Na,na,na. your just mad cause I told em your feet are like submarines and your shoes come with oars. Just sayin'...while I smile evilly.

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    2. Is Brent a keeper.....the verdict is still out on that one ;)

      Oh-I don't live where there is 24 hours of sunlight-that would crazy! What would be even worse would be 24 hours of darkness in the winter!

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  18. Hi Mary, we thought you'd been eaten by a bear - poor thing I hate to think of him having indigestion! Honestly, we can't take you anywhere, except back again to apologize! Fancy asking a guest about TP! And fancy telling the world about all our litttle imperfvections, no-one would have noticed if you hadn't mentioned 'em!




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  19. Mark - hi. Thanks so much for stopping by! Gosh, counting Kram we have three guys at the Roast in one hit! That has to be a first! But you're still outnumbered! May I commend you all on your bravery!

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  20. Wow Brent, sounds like you're working hard on the next book. Feel free to add any snippets or excerpts from either book, you have us all intrigued!

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  21. Excerpt, excerpt, excerpt, excerpt. Naggily asking with a smile. Three guys, we need more then three. LOL

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  22. From Mink Island (Kram likes to mess around with tourists - for the record, the humpies were already dead from spawning by the time Kram got to them.)

    A humpy salmon flopped its way across the wooden path and disappeared into the bushes next to the boardwalk. A few seconds later, another salmon came scurrying across the walkway. Each fish slid across the wooden planks on their sides, bumping into nail heads and other raised portions of the boardwalk. With each snag, the fish flip-flopped its way over the bump, giving it the appearance of life.
    Jim let out an exhale as he calmly skirted the edge of the crowd. Without being seen by the masses, he slipped past some tree branches and snuck into the bushes where the salmon seemed to be disappearing. Kram sat cross-legged, surrounded by dead humpies and a rat’s nest of monofilament fishing line. He grinned sheepishly at Jim.
    “I have a couple left. Watch this one.” Kram began tugging on a nearly invisible string and another fish appeared from across the other side of the boardwalk. More shrieks and comments exploded from the crowd of onlookers. Several Australian tourists snapped pictures with their smartphones. The dead fish entered the tree covered hiding place and slithered across Jim’s sneakers.
    “Hey, watch it. I don’t want to smell like dead humpy all day.”
    “Too late for me. I’ll probably reek for the rest of the week," Kram said with a wide smile.

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    1. Ah yes...one of my better ones. The ole 'salmon across the boardwalk' scheme. That one's usually good to rile the tourists a bit.

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  23. Oh, dose poor little humpies. I'd be giving them the kiss of life! :)

    Great excerpt though Brent, thanks. (And Marci, I sure hope you don't regret giving our Mary pemission to tease - I tell you, give her an inch and she'll take a mile. (she's my best friend but even I can't keep her in line!)

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    1. Poor little humpies...mmm. Salmon. What's for dinner? lol!

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  24. Aha, Alaskans are tricksters! What's with the humpy? Where did they come up with that name if I might ask?

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    1. Alaskans call them "humpies" but their official name is either the humpback salmon or the pink salmon. When they come into spawn, they develop a large, fairly ugly, hump on their backs (especially males). Their mouth can get hook-shaped and their scales turn off color and slimy. This time of year there are millions of humpies coming into spawn. They like to jump out of the sea as they get close to fresh water. After they spawn, they die and usually drift down stream and get hung up in the shallows. From there, birds, bears or people like Kram get to them.

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  25. LOL Kram, aren't you a character! (Well, yes you are, I know, but you know what I mean!)

    Gosh I'm getting all tongue tied. Must be the heat. No, it's cold isn't it. Must just be the novelty of having three hunky guys around at the same time. Aw, sorry Oliver, we know you're hunky, but you're here every week!

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  26. I will admit to being a tad, well bad...But, I am a hellofa lot of fun. Hehe,

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  27. I will say this. I'll rub noses with those guys over by the salmon. WooHoo!

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    1. Awesome all these replies! I am making a prediction that when Marci and Brent retire it will be to Mink Island. They will also have a mink as a pet (sorry Max). Brent will continue to write books in between fishing, playing trombone, and keyboards. Loved the book and will look forward to the next one. I hope there is some Alaska king crab in this feast. I so miss that! Beth

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    2. Hi Beth,
      I like your retirement plan. I could live that life for sure!
      And yes, king crab would hit the spot. Oliver, can you get on that?

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  29. First of all, Happy Birthday Brent, and second, Lilly and I have some unique tricksters in our family! Makes life very interesting just as your book sounds interesting. I am not sure the roasters could stand the cold weather for long, unless they were by a warm fire with a glass of wine or Lilly a bottle of German Beer and a delicious salmon meal. I'll take a cup of java myself and an amazing book to read. Your book sounds like one that I would pick to read.Besides that, I am sure the roasters couldn't stand the icy cold water to swim in.
    Thanks Brent, Marci, and all the roast and toast authors,
    Rebecca
    rbooth43 at yahoo dot com

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    1. Hi Rebecca,
      A cup of java and a good book does sound good! Thanks for the birthday wish.

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    2. I love it when Rebecca makes it to a roast. Did you sneak me in a German beer? If not, I need another cup of coffee.

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  30. Hi Beth, Hi Rebecca *waves* do sit by the campfire and Oliver will be over in a moment to help you to whatever refreshments you fancy.

    Oh, here he is now - firs of all for the Guest Of Honour, a mug of coffee and a large helping of Baked Alazka - aw how sweet, he's stuck a candle in it. Belated Happy Birthday! He has been busy, you'll see he's also prepared some special Alaskan King Crab - it's with the rest of the food - enjoy!

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    1. Wow, that Oliver is good. Look at that, king crab just appears out of nowhere. He and Kram must have gone out and dropped a crab pot real quick.

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  31. Aaaaaaaaaahhhh!......Just.....finished......fourteenth.....cup......of.......coffee.......

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  32. Thank you Oliver for the crab! I sure hope "Kram" is getting some work done on that fence he is working on.

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  33. Ever eat whale blubber? I just like the sound of that question myself. I'll take a king crab leg or two myself. Skip the blubber, I already got that...

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    1. LOL Mary. I hear it tastes like chicken. So, I just eat the chicken. :-)

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  34. Kram, would you like to rub noses with me? Or do you have a hot buddy who's free?
    Or has Lyn stolen all the hot guys already...Hmmm. she never shares.

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  35. Oooh, I do too! Look, I left you that short tubby guy over there - he's winking at you! :)

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  36. Kram dearheart, I do think you ought to have something to eat after all that coffee, you'll be hyper!

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  37. (The following poem written in green crayon)

    Crab legs to eat
    Too much coffee to drink
    Rub noses with the ladies
    A good day, me think!

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  38. Holy crap! I got so lost looking for the outhouse. No bears, thank God, but geez, these snow piles all look alike. Any more of that coffee? I need to stick my fingers in the mug. They're frozen.

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  39. LOL Kram! As I said before, you're a real character in the nicest sense of the word (andby character I mean 'personality', 'witty guy' whatever compliment you choose to accept. It's been a real pleasure rubbing noses with you and we're so pleased Brent invited you along.

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  40. Hi Mac, glad you're OK. It is a bit chilly isn't it. Come and sit by the fire between me and Kram. Oh look Brent's pouring you a mug of coffee already.

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  41. Well at least it ain't your tongue Mac. Kram, I have one of those huge crayon boxes. With like over two hundred colors of them. Like doesn't even like crayons...and she has huge feet! You'd save on snowshoes, and if some animal attacked you, she could probably stomp them to death to save you. But............I can run real fast and I have large assets, if you know what I mean. Marci, if you could put in a good word for me, and watch out for Lyn, she's a man eater. I've seen it myself! She'll want Kram and Brett, and any other hot guys in the mix.
    I wouldn't mind meeting some of the loonies from around here, maybe they will take Mac and show her a good time? Have we lost Melissa? Ain't seen her in ages, maybe the loonies got her!!!

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  42. Kram, you had better take my seat between all of these lovely ladies. I'll grab a fresh pot of coffee from Oliver to help warm everyone up.

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    1. As long as I can sit next to Mary. She has crayons.

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    2. Sure, I know how much you like crayons.

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  43. Crayons are like...
    - new fallen snow
    - an eagle swooping in for a fish floating on the surface
    - a classic Gibson Les Paul with new strings
    - an island void of tourists...

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  44. Now lookee here Mary dear (see I can speak American too!) That's a fowl, I mean foul, slander. I've never said I don't like crayons, just that I prefer something I can really get my hands into, like oil paints. And I am not a man eater, I might like to lick their faces a bit, but I don't eat 'em - and you can talk. Who was it invited the whole James gang to one of our roasts and then made off to the hills with every last one of 'em!

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    1. Well, Kram likes crayons, na, na, an, he,he,he. And I let them all go after awhile, remember? Lyn you're just jealous that Jessie liked me better. It didn't help that you couldn't fit your foot in the stirrups. If you know what I mean. And trust me, I never licked their faces, I go right for the lips, to start anyhow. Kram, I also have flavored edible crayons for body drawing, washable one, permanent, semi permanent,erasable, and long lasting. How about I color a nice picture on you, I mean for you? Anyone can get oil paints...hehehe

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  45. Kram, you create the most heavenly poetry, I could listen to you for hours.

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  46. I even have coffee flavored crayons. In case...And I forgot to add to my note above, Lyn, I've seen you the next morning after one of our roasts. And not only did you have the same clothes on, you drinking tea!!! Not coffee, like Kram likes. Beat that

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  47. Pwff - Kram and Brent both know I'm a tea drinker - and I'm going to introduce them to chai tea - and I have chocolate flavoured crayons as well, so there!

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  48. I think you just blew Kram's mind. He's now in la-la land for a bit

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  49. AHH, goal accomplished, let's go Kram. I have Godiva flavored crayons and Chai tea is for girls. Real men drink coffee. LOL Come on Lyn, I'll share crayons with you too.

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  50. Goal accomplished! Well I have Godiva flavored crayons, but I'll share them with you too Lyn. Mary offers the humongous box of edible crayons to Kram first, bets will he eat one or use it to write a new poem, and...

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  51. Mary, are you really calling Kram a girl? I'll have you know when I introduced him to Chai tea he said it was mindblowing! So there. But since you so kindly offered me a share in your Godiva flavoured crayons, you can share my Cadbury ones too.

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  52. Brent, Kram Marci, it's been wonderful having you at the Roast today, we love it when a
    guest author joins in our craziness and lets us raise them down to our own level! :) Over here in Brit land it's well past the witching hour so I'm going to find a nice igloo and curl up for the night with a nice warm husky ...

    See you all at breakfast!

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  53. This was certainly a good time today. Kram and I are off to play a music gig this evening, but we will definitely check back in the morning. Thanks and see all of tomorrow.

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  54. Night Brent - you and Kram enjoy your gig, catch you later.

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  55. Nite Kram, here's a big box of crayons for tonight. Have fun at the gig!

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  56. Good morning all. Hope you all slept soundly in your igloos last night. The sun is shining today, Kram left early to catch some fish and I'm hoping Oliver has the morning coffee brewing.

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  57. Good morning Brent. Speaking personally, I had a blissful night's sleep and had some wonderful dreams. I see the other hostesses are still sleeping in a heap, but I'll join you for coffee if I may - yes, I know I'm drinking chai tea but I have to admit the smell of coffee brewing is rather enticing!

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