I can’t recall exactly how many times through the years I’ve been asked, “What the #*%^ is so addicting about fishing? You’re always up before... Read more
When the fish are running, I have two friends who come close to losing their collective minds.
The cabin was steeped in an early morn nippiness spawned by a canopy of dank clouds weeping tiresome showers when our dog Howard decided to... Read more
Just beyond our cabin’s door the sun is strong-arming its way through a feathery overcast while the bay below does its quintessential best to masquerade... Read more
By the time you read this, the 25th Annual Kachemak Bay Shorebird Festival will be winding down.
After several weeks of intense sunshine showering the landscape with rays of cold so intense that the official arrival of spring felt more like stepping... Read more