Category: Alaska
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Into the Arctic – Brooks Range
When I first started telling people that for our 10-year anniversary, Wes and I were going to take a trip to the North Slope and the Arctic Ocean I got two very different responses. The first response was a very confused look followed by but why? The other response was an excited and intrigued that
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Book Review: Rookie No More
Rookie No More: The Fly Fishing Novice Gets Guidance from a Pro By: Cecilia “Pudge” Kleinkauf In complete transparency, I did not enjoy this book the first time I read it. I don’t see this as a bad thing because it forced me to think of where I am coming from as a reader and
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Breaking the Bubble Line
The Journey I am five days away from doing something I have dreamed about since I was a little girl: publishing a book. I have been writing since my mom gave my first journal when I was six. I still have that journal. It’s embarrassingly pink and has cats and teacups on it. I distinctly
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“The Lord has blessed us all today…It’s just that he has been particularly good to me. Rev. Maclean – A River Runs Through It Tributaries My mom turns 60 this year. I turned 31. I won’t be there for her birthday, but we have adventures planned for next year here in Alaska. When I turned
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Kisaralik River: The Adventure
Papa Bear Adventures & Float Alaska Once we had made it to Bethel, we were picked up by our host lodge: Papa Bear Adventures. It was a relief all of our bags had made it and that Bella was in good order. Our itinerary meant we were staying one night in the lodge before heading
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Kisaralik River: The Before
I looked down the carpeted stairs to the padded basement floor littered with camping gear, dry bags, and fishing gear. It was an organized mess of things waiting to be put together and weighed. It was the compilation of three years of planning, saving, strategically buying, and logistics. It felt surreal and terrifying and exhilarating.
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Seward, Alaska: Fjords & Tacos
I grew up 45 minutes from the ocean, but had never been out on it except for a cruise ship when I was 14. I don’t count cruise ships because they’re so massive, you can’t even really tell you’re on the water unless the seas get really rough. The closest I had been to actually
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Surprise Me: Our Story
The Stories We Tell If you grew up fishing like I did, somewhere there is a picture of you as a child next to or holding one of your first fish. There is a gleeful grin on your face, or maybe a slightly disgusted or concerned look about what the heck this creature is that
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New Friends & New Places
New Friends Truth: Making friends is hard for me. That got deep. I am not going to apologize. Let’s talk about fishing. Like most Thursday/Fridays, Wes and I were talking about what our plans were for the weekend. This particular weekend, he mentioned that we had the opportunity to float the Kenai River. Since deciding
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PWS: Cutthroat & Salmon
Things You Didn’t Know Were On Your Bucket List I remember hiking into Hells Canyon from Pittsburg landing to Kirkwood Ranch for the first time. I was hiking with two other volunteers and friends who had driven the Outdoor Adventure Program (OAP) vans to the takeout at Pittsburg to pick up the boats from a
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