On Thursday I’m leaving for what will probably be my last field trip this year. The fireweed blossoms are near the top and the end of the Alaskan summer is near. The summer intern who’s been working with me has less than two weeks before she heads back to college. (FYI, you can read her summer blog, too.)

However, we’re ending the summer with a bang. Literally.

The purpose of this trip is to remove culverts and bridges from an old logging road, leaving streams and salmon to move freely. This involves dynamite. Lots and lots of dynamite. $10,000 of dynamite, or 18,000 pounds of dynamite–that’s the numbers I’ve heard tossed around.

We’ll be out for 8 days, with 10 people, and remove 50 structures.

I still don’t know exactly what this will be like, but I’ve had discussions with a number of the people who be involved. First, the guy in charge, the main blaster, is a big guy. One of the fish biologists described him to me as someone who could cross the Mississippi in hip boots. Now that I’ve met him, he definitely has a Paul Bunyan thing going on.

One of the main forms of entertainment and bonding here is telling stories about coworkers. The story on Paul Bunyan the Blaster is that he is a meat eater, and really should not be allowed to shop for the food for these trips without supervision. On a previous trip he famously purchased, in addition to meat, one bag of red delicious apples, one head of iceberg lettuce, and a large quantity of Pringles. Varying reports have said that there were enough for each person on the trip to have a can with every meal, that it was 30 cans, that there are still cans of Pringles in the warehouse somewhere. Apparently they were on sale.

My intern and I, both being mostly vegetarian, will be meeting him at the grocery store tomorrow morning to help with the shopping for this trip. As he said to me, if we don’t help him, we’ll probably hate him for what he buys.

In addition, there is another blaster coming in from Canada to help with this project. They refer to him as “Daisy.” I don’t even know what to say at this point. I’ll just have to report back after the trip.

Anyway, I had a conversation with some of the fish techs about this trip–of the ten or so participants, the intern and I will be the only girls–and said that I didn’t know what the stereotypes about blasters were, but I could probably come up with some real quick. Later, I realized that I do actually have an image of a blaster in my mind: Edgar from the Red Green Show. If you’re not familiar with this marvel of Canadian television, you’ve been missing out.

Here’s Edgar. I’ll report back on the trip at the end of the month–I’m sure it’ll be a blast!