Exit Glacier is making her exit

The GPS read a 15 mile distance. 45 minutes. In Alaska, there's no such thing as a quick trip anywhere unless you're talking the quick trip I took over my unlaced boots. We'd driven this road eight or nine times in the last two days and my brother was growing tired of me pulling onto …

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One Life. One Love.

The toe of my boot nudged against an errant piece of slate. It slid, tumbling down the mountain's face, down to the waters below, the ones that would grind it down to the texture of the fine pebbles that line the seashore. It's one of those weird moments in which you are suddenly made aware …

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Secrets of the Jukebox

It’s hard to find. Tucked behind some failing restaurants and one of Alaska’s many auto repair shops, the log cabin style bar sits on the shores of the Kenai Peninsula, right behind a dirt driveway that, like every other road in Alaska, bears more holes than the surface of the Moon. Pull onto one of …

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