KETCHIKAN - In Interior Alaska, it is not uncommon to find a team of dogs pulling a sled loaded with a well-bundled musher along any given stretch of open road or trail. At the very least, one is likely to see a truck with a makeshift dog kennel built onto its bed. It was just this kind of Interior Alaska experience that first piqued the interest of Angie Taggart, a Southeast Alaskan raised in Ketchikan, in dog mushing.
Perseverance Theatre's second play of the season, "Leading Ladies" by Ken Ludwig, is quite a leap from the season's first production, bringing a light-hearted, fast-paced story to the stage.
Winter could very well be named the craftiest season. From needle worked blankets, hats and scarves, to handmade holiday gifts, to décor and creation in celebration of family, it has all the right elements. But for me there is one pesky hiccup that I can't see past, literally. The darkness that settles into every nook and cranny in town makes it hard for me muster up the courage to craft on.
KAKE - Most people live their entire lives without ever having a revelation. Although John Parton of Kake, Alaska is only 53-years-old, he's already experienced three.
Generally speaking, the cold month of November is a transition month for fly fishers in Southeast Alaska. Most of our fall-run silver salmon have moved far upstream, having found their natal waters, and with few exceptions, they now glow like fiery embers resting in deep quiet pools.
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It's amazing what a fresh coat of snow will do to enhance our awareness of movement. Even the slightest breeze can be spotted from miles away as snow falls from trees and leaps off mountaintops. I lose hours during Juneau winters while observing the power of air currents as they send snow from the tops of our surrounding mountains flying hundreds of feet in the air. I often wonder where the blown snow lands. Perhaps it falls on me as I stand below.
