Sikuliaq, Underway
It was technically after dawn when we slipped away from the pier yesterday morning. The mountains of the Kenai rise on Resurrection Sound like some after-credit scene from Waterworld: craggy […]
Monthly Archives: November 2018
Alaska – A First Swing…
A week ago, I would have been hard-pressed to pin any town in Alaska within 500 miles of its true location. This afternoon, riding down to Seward, half buried by […]
Blueberry Muffins and Civil Disobedience
I don’t recall if I’ve written about this before, but one of my earliest coherent memories is one of civil disobedience. My sister Joanne and I are riding in the […]
New Story: The Secret of the Birds
“Richard Cater was seven years old when he ran as fast as he could down the parched grassy hill on his uncle’s farm, trying to set the record for human […]
Settling In
I’m sitting in the departures lounge at SeaTac, listening to the woman seated next to me loudly complain at her phone about the price of drinks in the airport bar. […]
David Pablo Cohn 