Summer is here and festival time has arrived. These are the days that I dream about while sitting in my breakfast nook, scowling the snow.
A parade is not accidental. It requires a predetermined route, a specific start time, and a slow enough pace for spectators to enjoy.
I climbed out of the V-Wod and my friends were yelling, “That was great, you caught air!” I simply said, “That was fun. Who’s next?”
You can take full advantage of Alaska’s renewable resources through the practice of modern subsistence living.
For many Alaskans, fishing is a summer pastime to get away for the weekend, spend time with family and friends or to stock the freezer.
Some say drowning is the most painful of deaths, though firsthand testimony is clearly lacking. It is not so for him.
I remember going fishing when I first got to Alaska. I was young and enchanted by the glittering shine of the land of the midnight sun.
This year my family is taking on a new challenge: the Five Salmon Family Challenge, a program being offered by the ADF&G.
There were surely fishermen who caught more fish than Skeet and bigger ones, perhaps with better techniques; but no one loved fishing more.
I learned about the magnitude of the Gulf of Alaska as a youth in Yakutat when my father decided we would take up commercial fishing.