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Eek! It sounds tough and dusty. I’m off to Trapper Creek music festival. Loads of Bluegrass bands in the woods.


J’ai rencontre DEUX francais en 24 heures! Rendez vous compte! Et un troisieme demain!

En attendant, voici le coucher/lever de soleil du jour. Je m’explique: il fait jour en permanence, juste une petite chtouille de penombre avec des couleurs de fou entre les deux. Ces photos ont ete prises sans trucages, a 23h30. Oui madame.


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Ma tenue anti-moustique a efficacite moderee:DSC06724

Deux secondes apres je rigolais moins.

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Want a quick update? I am turning 25 in 2 months. I am moving out of the fancy house on the hill to a dry cabin on June 1st. I am mysteriously very excited about it. I have been offered a PhD here in Fairbanks, and a job in Edmonton, and the result is a huge dilemna. Do I want to be a researcher? I keep having this feeling that I should try out the “real world”first. But I wont get that kind of PhD opportunity very often. I try to think of what would make me happy. But having a great social life (Edmonton) makes me as happy as a fulfilling work (Fairbanks?). I want both. Input welcome

Fires season has started. I did my first cranberries jam tonight. The night doesn’t come anymore. I saw a porcupine the other day and I had no idea what it was. I hugged an elk.


Early May in Fairbanks. Clouds come back from migration.


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On Monday my sister Camille (visiting from France for a week) and I were enjoying a sunny day by the Chena river. A journalist looking for a subject came out of nowhere and asked if he could take pictures of us pretty chicks by the river. And so he did. It was fun, and heck it is classy to be a local star for a day and have such a souvenir for my sister to bring home.


We went on a short field trip from Fairbanks to Healy and Talkeetna to collect methane gas from lakes. Lake ice is slushy and rotten, but at places where there are high methane seeps, the methane ebullition prevents the ice from forming and there are holes. We looked for these holes, placed methane traps and came back to collect the gas and retrieve traps.

I first went to Eight Mile lake two years ago, with the Ben & Jerry’s climate change college crew. I remember I was amazed, and this area has a special meaning to me. I was impressed by Katey and her student, Laura, and I work with both of them today. It felt great to come back as a scientist, doing field work. I went there with Louise, who is working in Katey Walter’s lab too


Eight Mile lake, near Healy, two days ago


In 2008, same weather!


Eight Mile lake, two years ago


Lou observing the patterns in the ice on Eight Mile lake


The mouth of a ‘”spider hole”, a feature created when the weight of the snow on the ice causes the lake water to overflow (come up and flood the lake ice), using weak points, such as methane seeps. On the right, a bubble trap in place on a spider hole

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Collecting methane from a bubble trap on Benka Lake, by Talkeetna


An improvised hike on the way back to Fairbanks, in Bison Gulch.

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Just another evening sky in Fairbanks, after one of those rare rainy days