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The skiff rolled right, left and back, as the bow slammed over another crest, and into a confused, shifting valley….

Following several weeks of being driven to write, I have for the past couple weeks, been without much to say….

While attempting a non precision instrument approach to Juneau Municipal Airport at approximately 12:15 pm on September 4, 1971, Alaska…

Life in Juneau, like so many other Southeast Alaska towns, is a tale of two cities. Summer Juneau bustles with…

My back to a short, dense Sitka spruce—a lone sentinel against the driving wind accelerating up Gastineau Channel, across the…