belated notes on white mountain

on top of white mountain. the airport is above the community on top of the next hill.

the delightful finds when exploring the community.

gotta love small town post offices.

quite the nice clinic. 

before i left nome, i had the opportunity to spend a week in the native village of white mountain. i think this had to be one of the most scenic and friendly bush villages i've ever visited. it's located right on the river, set into the hillside. white mountain is on one end of the community and the airport is up on another hillside. (this actually made for a good run each day - running up white mountain, down in to town, up to the airport, back down in to town and then all over again.)

i knew i was in for a good time when i got off the plane and some one passed me the keys to a sno-go (snowmobile). i then proceeded to follow a couple of other people on sno-gos and toured the town. pretty darn sweet.

the rest of the week was spent working 9-5 in the clinic. the doc and i both stayed busy each day - but it seemed like the hardest workers were the health aides. the three women who worked at the clinic were 3rd generation health aides and needless to say, were super friendly and extremely competent. 

after work, i usually went for the aforementioned run and then we also had the opportunity to go skate skiing one evening. it turns out this dinky little community has a 6 mile groomed trail just for skiing.  i have to admit at this point i was thinking "how in the world can i finagle a job here..." the thought passed after i learned that there was no full-time position available. good thing.

somewhere i had a draft about my experience here that had a bit more depth, but i seem to have lost it. arrggh... well, enjoy the photos.

it's coming...

oops. i kind of dropped off the planet again. imagine that... long hours at the hospitals, learning an amazing amount of medical knowledge (who knew this pea brain could contain so much information?), traveling every 4 weeks to a new locale and then not contributing to my blog. you can thank my family and closest friends. when i've had some profound epiphany about medicine, life, myself, blah, blah, blah... i usually call one of them and then, never get around to posting the same interesting stuff here. go figure.

so, there is much to write and i am kind of thinking that my little road trip from fairbanks to browning, montana is going to inspire me and give me some time to ketchup. in other words, this boring little piece is actually a tease to get everyone lured back to the site and hooked in again. 

a couple of entries and some fantastic photos coming...  promise. really.

**also a little heads up... for those of you who want to think that i am a person of depth and compassion, stick to my blog where i limit my 14 year old sense of humor (kind of). those of you who can appreciate or at least tolerate ummm, my lack of a social etiquette filter, feel free to check out my facebook webpage.  (facebook.com   search: stephenie bennett)