A time, a little more than two years ago, I was on a plane for Alaska. I had received the opportunity to work on a commercial salmon boat. It was a tumultuous year in my life; a time I suppose when most young men search out adventure and danger. Those things were found, and so was a small forced community upon a fifty-six foot boat. I find myself continually looking back upon that month as a moment that shaped who I am today. Here is a quick and intimate look at a couple days of the life of a fisherman in the Northern Pacific.
