Hello, Friends--

It's time to announce...(tear in eye)...the very last...(uncontrollable choke)...but amazing.....

This is your initial invitation to The Goodness Collective's 1st Annual Going-Away Party/Midsummer Night's Potluck!


Yes, The Goodness Collective, while remaining alive within all of us, is leaving it's hub at 632 Ogden this September! We're scattering about the country in a dramatic exodus and, because we love every one of you, it's our prerogative...no, it's our great responsibility to throw one...final...epic night of joy, friendship, and community.

Mark the date! AUGUST 16, 6:30pm!

Seriously, you all are important to me, to us, and to each other. The community that I've found here in Bend in the last few years is comparable to none and, while we'll find community elsewhere in this world, we'll never have this exact unique dynamic again. For better or worse, I will miss you all intensely.

The Midsummer Night theme is intended to invoke thoughts of mythical and foresty attire, but, of course you need not dress up for us! Simply kick off your shoes and come in. The firedancers and stilters will be there, musicians and jammers will come...bring food and whatever talents you want to share with us in a final cohesive bash!

More details to come, but make a little notch on your agenda.

Ah...I'll miss you--

--Trav--

Aw...Sad face:

The crew has returned from fishing in remote and rugged Alaska! We had a good season and, as might be expected, enjoyed some classic moments together. The weather was wicked and wonderful! We experienced significant gales and swells.


These are a few of the cabins on our beach. Appliances are powered by either generator, propane or solar. The water comes from a spring on the bluff behind the cabins.










This is our cabin a hundred feet behind the the grey cabin shown above.



















Hanging a new net inside our cabin.
















An evening on the beach.


















Rugged homies chillin' in a slew off the bay.























Midnight Sunset






















Capt. Brent bringing us home after a day on the water.



















Myself (left) and Ian (right) are attempting to pull the net over the bow.



















We were successful after some strategical repositioning.





















Taking a break in the bow.














It was great, difficult and beautiful! For most of the season Brent, Ian and I worked together. Towards the end the captains shifted strategies and the workforce of six split into 3 crews. Brent and I worked together and pulled some profitable and grueling shifts including a 30 hour hour shift.... 4 hours of sleep and then 20 hours and so on. We were commissioned to work a site across the bay and had no one to switch out with.

We enjoyed occasional downtime on the boat, and were forced to become progressively more creative with our entertainment. During slow days we had tea time, and we would set times for consumption of our sandwiches. In this way we were able to experience slight anticipation.
Then of course there was actual fishing. During one 30 hour period we caught over 10,000 pounds of fish. Thats a lot of fish and work!

Me, braving the elements.















It was a glorious month! Try it sometime.












As I predicted, the boat engine stalled as the propeller ground through the body of the dead Baluga. Filming was suspended in order to move away from the horrible stench of the carcass in a timely manner.