We Alaskans occasionally need to be reminded of how fortunate we are to live where salmon still have a place to come home to.
In Washington, where I was born and raised, salmon abundance has declined dramatically over the past several decades.
The recent threat of flooding along the lower Kenai River didn't surprise me. I've seen it happen so many times, I now equate silver fishing with high water.
This is the season when the Kenai River is most likely to be high and to flood.
(Author's note: This column first appeared in the Clarion on April 4, 2008. Nothing has changed. LP) Slowly but surely, I'm figuring out women. For example, I recently deduced why they spend so much time shopping. This is no casual observation.
In June, I bicycled the Dalton Highway (aka Haul Road) from Prudhoe Bay to Fairbanks. It was everything I expected - hot, dusty, buggy and endless mountains with 12 percent grades. In other words, it was an experience, not a vacation.