The compass points north
In one week I’ll be on my way back up to Alaska for another summer season of guiding in America’s final frontier. Soon, the sunscreen and sandals will be replaced by fleece and wool. The glass driftboat and oars will be exchanged for aluminum sleds and outboards. It’s not always easy to explain to folks what we do or why we do it – but it’s being in places like this that is at the heart of it all.
Here are a few photos from last season