At the diner, there were long pauses as we unwound our journey. Life was slowly drifting back to the mundane. And…
As we settled in for the night, the two of us reminisced about our recent experience. Well, at least I reminisced. It…
When the skipper said that the Alaska Dept. of Fish & Game was our real boss, he wasn’t joking. We…
Once we reached port in Valdez, I made a deal with the farm boy. If he’d fix the stove so…
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…