The Father Andrew P. Kashevaroff State Library — APK for short — is also referred to as “SLAM.” That’s an…
After three days of fishing, the state of Alaska (temporarily) suspended the commecial catch for the areas we’d just fished. With…
Dinner that third evening out was moose spaghetti. There was nothing fancy about it. Loads of noodles. I mean loads.…
The biggest truism in fishing is that one must go where the fish are. They won’t come to you. In…
When you go fishing you gotta dress the part. And when it’s the brutal monotony of commercial fishing, double that.…
The fish we were going for were pink salmon, the mainstay of the canned salmon industry. We caught ‘em by…
There is a rhythm to seine fishing, with three steps repeated over and over, in a near endless cycle meant to…
This is the “All the News” edition of the lelandhale.com blog. Thanks to these dedicated journalists, there’s a record of…
What a great time we had at the University of Alaska Anchorage (UAA), in an Alaska Book Week panel hosted by…
My girlfriend returned to the Three Sisters later that afternoon, having abandoned her quest to return to Cordova. No one said…