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TONGUE-IN-CHEEK ALASKANA
I love fishing. I find it invigorating. It stimulates all five of my senses. I love the sound of waves lapping the side of the boat, or the chortle of a creek tumbling over polished rocks long ago carved from the earth by prehistoric… Continue Reading “What’s Your Angle?”
Persistent rivulets of icy rainwater had breached the narrow gap between my shivering neck and my poncho collar. Having slid inside, they were now gleefully chasing each other down the spinal causeway indented into the goose-bumped surface of my back. Soon they would join… Continue Reading “Where the Salmon Run Deep”
I’ve always known that the measure of a true Alaskan could be determined by the number of five-gallon buckets he owned. You call yourself an Alaskan? Prove it. Count your buckets. Mind you, I’m not talking about the ones that are still half full. … Continue Reading “The Versatile and Indispensable Five Gallon Bucket”
Chinook Howling 