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Memoirs of an Alaskan – XII

Chapter 12 – Yeller Butt I was cooking dinner tonight and maybe it was the home cut french fries I was making that dragged out this memory. The smell. The taste. Something pulled this night out of the back of my mind and slammed it on the table in front of me. These times I […]

Behind The Lens

This is my buddy Matt Fahey. Most people know him as just Fahey. I call him Fa-hizzle. Tonight on DEADLIEST CATCH: BEHIND THE LENS you can watch him face some pretty scary life and death sh!t. The kind of sh!t I hope I never have too face (and I’m dancing very carefully around multiple puns […]

Memoirs of an Alaskan – XI

Chapter 11 – Light and Memories People often ask, how’d you get into this particular line of work? Did you go to school? I say no. No, I wanted to make movies so I moved to California. Now I go back to Alaska to make television. And this statement is made for effect even if […]

Perhaps it was a dream, perhaps I’ve not yet woken

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Memoirs of an Alaskan – X

Chapter 10 – Bering Dreams Part 3   Snow covered ghosts of long dead volcanos dot the horizon. I remember driving south on the 101 early on a late October morning and exiting onto Sunset Blvd and driving up and down the strip until the traffic picked up and became too unbearable and then turning […]

Memoirs of an Alaskan – IX

Chapter 9 – Borders Once you pass Canadian customs heading west the landscape changes. As if these boundaries were chosen and drawn out and delineated long before the time of men. Long before time even existed. And I drive a few miles more and then pull over and taking my camera I walk to the […]

Memoirs of an Alaskan IIX

Chapter 8 – Through the Darkness You may spend a lifetime with someone. Countless events, experiences, adventures and challenges. When you think of this someone, or anyone for that matter, there are certain images, events, memories that bubble to the top first. Certain pictures in your mind, call it a mental thumbnail if you will, […]

Memoirs Of An Alaskan – VII

Chapter Seven – Kahiltna Dusk Late in the afternoon a big chunk peels off Foraker and down onto the Kahiltna. Something big. It’s far enough away that you cant hear a thing but you can imagine that you do. Maybe you hear a low rumble a dozen seconds later. And it builds as it tumbles, […]

Memoirs of an Alaskan – VI

If you have seen one then they are always more easy to identify in the future. And if you haven’t, you may still be able to spot one but the more subtle characteristics may be lost to you. Knowing or having known the man would certainly help distinguish a Zeke Tree from any other tree. […]

Memoirs of an Alaskan – V

I cannot speak publicly about most of my recent experiences. So instead I will tell you about the things I see, even now, when I close my eyes. Things I will probably always see.   Chapter Five – Bering Dreams The sodium vapor lights only reach into the night, 20 or 30 yards beyond the […]

Memoirs of an Alaskan – IV

Monday Night at the Barefoot Inn A fifty caliber machine gun hangs over the pool table. It’s once smooth finish is corroded and pocked marked and the barrel is bent. Chris found it on the beach. He’s the bartender and the owner of the Barefoot Inn, the only bar in “town”. He has other souvenirs, […]

Dispatch (No Stoplights)

At night the wind shakes the walls. Sometimes I worry the roof might come off. And the rain beats a steady rhythm but it doesn’t help me sleep any better.  I don’t know why. Three weeks without a single stoplight and I feel like I could go three more years. Who needs em anyways. I […]

Dispatch

On Wednesday the C-130 came on it’s weekly trip and there was a cooler with some more food for me. But I didn’t sleep much that night, I was shivering feverishly and making frequent trips to the toilet. Must have been some of that new food and I have a very strong stomach but I […]

I saw this once before. In a dream.

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