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I went for a hike. I got wet. I got grumpy. I got to have a beer at the end.

"After pitching our tent I wrapped myself in every piece of dry clothing I had (dry bags, the miners didn’t have those either) and hid under the roof of the large, new, open-air structure that Park Service has built there, drinking coffee and telling anyone who crossed my path that if I ever leave Alaska, I’m moving to the desert."

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David James is an Alaskan author and literary critic whose work has been published by the Anchorage Daily News, Fairbanks Daily News-Miner, Anchorage Press, Alaska Dispatch News, Alaska Pulse, Alaska Magazine, and Ester Republic. He is editing a forthcoming anthology of Alaska writing.
Kendell Macomber discusses aerial dancing,which she practices and teaches in Fairbanks, and her pathway into the Fairbanks professional dancing world, where she is a prominent contributor. One day I saw aerialists, and I said, that’s the next level; I have to do that. So I got up in the air and haven’t looked back.” Read more here .
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