- - -- by Ed Reif»
|There's a fine line between fishing and just standing on a bridge |
looking like an idiot unless you are in Alaska holding a salmon
|The 1000 year-old salmon run is alive and well|
|A flying boat is a fixed-winged seaplane with a hull, allowing it to land on water.|
Anywhere there is blue on the map you can find them. Seaplanes don't need runways.Taking off and landing in water has a romantic fascination because float planes can go places that you can't get to otherwise.
|Smooth air and a great ride|
with Jeff Carlin.
|The way I see it, if you want to see Rainbow Falls, |
you gotta put up with the rain.
|I think salmon fish in the package is nice,|
but then I think that rain is wet, so who am I to judge?
|Come On Dog, Mush!|
And the vagabond wind, whispers over the bay
and the songs and the laughter, are carried away in the sky
|YESterday was cold and rainy|
|But Here Comes The Well -Deserved Sun|
|If people concentrated on the really important things they'd be a shortage of fishing poles. Carpet Diem means fish of the day around here. Pinks and Silver-Ko ho salmon.|
|Fishing is actually boring, unless you catch an actual fish, and then it is disgusting|
|Among the salmon and deer and black bears, and trees|
|If a man speaks in the forest and there are no women around to hear it, is he still wrong?|
I know I have the best of time and space, and was never measured and
I tramp a perpetual journey, (come listen all!)
|Have a nICE Day|
|Same Ship Different Day|
“I'm past the point of no return,” Mother Jones
|Finding Alaska is easy. My eyes mint gold. Nothing shines so brightly.|
The scenery paints itself. I'm just the middleman.
You can't create experiences like this, you undergo them.
|York Cathedral-For Real|
|The Pacific Northwestern salmon is hell bent on its quest to travel hundreds of miles upstream against the current, with a single purpose, sex of course, but also... life.|
|Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.|
|To make matters worse, young bears bulk up with salmon for a long winter' s sleep.|
|Love is a blue sky on a glacier pasture, and I am Quinn the Eskimo eating it all up|