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Preserving Juneau History

Preserving Juneau History

While attempting a non precision instrument approach to Juneau Municipal Airport at approximately 12:15 pm on September 4, 1971, Alaska Airlines Flight 1866, a Boeing 727, crashed 2500 feet up...
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Wintersummer

Wintersummer

Life in Juneau, like so many other Southeast Alaska towns, is a tale of two cities. Summer Juneau bustles with cruise ship tourists filing in and out of shops along...
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Owl in Winter Wind

Owl in Winter Wind

My back to a short, dense Sitka spruce—a lone sentinel against the driving wind accelerating up Gastineau Channel, across the Mendenhall State Wildlife Refuge—I try to blend in to the...
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Sun, Salt, Music and Dance: An Evening at Rann Utsav

Sun, Salt, Music and Dance: An Evening at Rann Utsav

To get my ticket to the Rann Utsav festival, I had to present a passport and Visa in person at a checkpoint a few kilometers from the entrance. At the...
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Sea Otter Safari

Sea Otter Safari

"In wildness is the preservation of the world." -Henry David Thoreau The boat slows, and I duck through the doorway from cabin to bow, then look back over my shoulder...
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Alaskan Desert

Alaskan Desert

My boots break through the thin crust, increasing my chill rate. If I keep walking, toes will stay warm, but this is a waiting game. Iced feet are a small price. I will stand still in the center of the marsh, hopefully blending with the old stumps and logs that surround me.
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A Bird in the Hand

A Bird in the Hand

The English say “A bird is the hand is worth two in the bush,” the Germans: “Der Spatz in der Hand ist besser als die Taube auf dem Dach. (The sparrow in the hand is better than the dove on the roof.) I ask, “What about the bird on my shoulder?”
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Good Thursday

Good Thursday

A singular beauty is the wild landscape bathed in a fresh snow. A still higher gamut is that landscape awash in quietude.
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The Marge of Lake LaBerge

The Marge of Lake LaBerge

The light snow we drove through in BC was behind us, and early evening sunlight lent extra mystery to the jagged landscape. I was quickly becoming entranced by Yukon.
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