So You Want To Be An Alaska Guide?

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By Whitney Gould The plane, which brought me to Western Alaska is gone. I’m standing on a remote, empty tarmac. The sky is a herring-gull gray, the air crisp and clean. I am surrounded by tundra. The only visible object is a square box painted white, the...

So You Want To Be An Alaska Guide?

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By Whitney Gould The plane, which brought me to Western Alaska is gone. I’m standing on a remote, empty tarmac. The sky is a herring-gull gray, the air crisp and clean. I am surrounded by tundra. The only visible object is a square box painted white, the...