Category: Alaska Traveler

“On your mark, get set, SHUCK!”

THE ICEWORM FESTIVAL IS probably the only place in the world where “You suck!” is regarded as encouragement, not an insult. The place was Cordova, Alaska, it was the first weekend of February, and it was Saturday afternoon at the Powder House, where the annual Oyster Shuck-and-Suck Contest was about to begin. Anybody could compete…

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Ah, thereby hangs my tale. Make that tail. A foxtail, in fact. Hanging from a fox-fur G-string

from “Males for sale, cheap, hairy” TALKEETNA IS ABOUT 120 miles from Anchorage, population 330, zip code 99676. It began life as a Tanaina village, in 1916 became a work camp for construction of the Alaska Railroad, and now serves as the staging area for climbing Denali, known to people from Ohio as Mt. McKinley.…

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The cubs were major whiners.

“OKAY, FOLKS, YOU WANT to be real quiet now,” Gary Porter said in a low voice. Since a grizzly sow and two one-year old cubs were at that moment ten feet away, I wasn’t about to argue. The sow was in the lead, rolling up the narrow path, dragging the backs of her paws along…

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