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Aleutians Volcano Erupts

Mount Pavlov, an 8000-foot-plus volcano in the Aleutians, has erupted. (USFWS)

Mount Pavlov, an 8000-foot-plus volcano in the Aleutians,  erupted on Sunday. (USFWS)

Living anywhere along the West Coast means two potential geological hazards: earthquakes and volcanoes.

Anyone who lives in southern Washington experienced the power and fury of Mother Nature during the Mount St. Helens eruption in 1980.

On the isolated Aleutian Islands off the Alaskan coast, an 8000-foot volcano cleared its throat on Sunday.

Here’s the Associated Press with more:

The Pavlof Volcano, which is about 600 miles southwest of Anchorage, erupted at 4:18 p.m. local time. The agency says the eruption also led to tremors on the ground.

The USGS raised the volcano alert level to “Warning” and the aviation warning to “Red.”

The agency says the volcano, which is about 4.4 miles in diameter, has had 40 known eruptions and “is one of the most consistently active volcanoes in the Aleutian arc.”



RIP To Parker Schnabel’s Grandfather

Mine 3 Big Nugget. Parker and John Schnabel.

Mine 3 Big Nugget. Parker and John Schnabel.

Sad news today, as Gold Rush star Parker Schnabel’s beloved grandfather, John, has passed away. 

From People:

“We couldn’t have asked for a better father, grandfather and overall family man,” the Schnabel family tells PEOPLE in an exclusive statement. “He was a true legend and we appreciate all of your love and support as we celebrate his wonderful life.”

Condolences to the Schnabel family.

Click here for our previous interview with Parker, who spoke fondly of his grandpa.


Dallas Seavey Wins Fourth Iditarod Title

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Congrats to Dallas Seavey, who we featured in a 2015 cover story, who early this morning won his fourth Iditarod title.

The Alaska Dispatch News has some details:

Seavey reached the finish line at 2:20 a.m., smashing the race record for the second time in three years. And he’s only 29.

“It’s just another day of mushing, man. It’s what we do,” he said underneath the burled arch marking the finish line.

His six sled dogs ate a frozen snack as his wife, Jen, passed black dog booties to bundled-up spectators in the zero-degree cold. 

Seavey finished the Iditarod in 8 days, 11 hours, 20 minutes and 16 seconds. That topped the record he already held, trimming his 2014 time by a little more than an hour and 44 minutes. 

“I like that time,” he said.

He gave a thumbs up to the cheering spectators, many of whom who held up cell phones to take photographs.

Seavey’s father Mitch finished runnerup to his son for the second straight year. Mitch won the Iditarod in 2014, the only time in the last five years “The Last Great Race On Earth” wasn’t won by the younger Seavey.

The 2016 Iditarod race itself was overshadowed by an alleged attack  on mushers Aliy Zirkle and Jeff King, leaving one dog dead and others injured.




When It All Goes To Hell

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The following appears in the March issue of Alaska Sporting Journal:


Be prepared. Those are the best two words of advice we can offer anyone planning a trip in Alaska.

Most of the time, our fishing and hunting adventures in the wilds of Alaska run smoothly, making us wonder why we cart around so many extra supplies. Then we have one of those adventures, the type with compounding problems where we make it out safely due to our preparations and a bit of Alaskan ingenuity.

Our trip to Tolovana Hot Springs was one of those adventures. The area is a remote wilderness resort some 105 road miles north of Fairbanks and 10 miles down a difficult up-and-down trail. There are three cabins to rent and three tubs fed by natural hot springs in the area. The setting is extremely remote and the trailhead is simply a turnout at Milepost 93 of the Elliot Highway. Surprisingly, though the hot springs are popular, we managed to squeeze in a midweek reservation in early February. And the die was cast.


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BIXLER AND I brainstormed potential problems we might have while loading up our truck. Our new-to-us snowmachines were Polaris RMKs, circa 2000, that were running great. Bixler grabbed extra coolant, two-stroke oil and tools, just in case. I checked the weather.

Fairbanks and the area north was forecast to be about 0 degrees F or slightly below, so we packed warm clothes and grabbed a generator for the block heater on our old diesel truck.

We grabbed our satellite phone and GPS. We packed guns and snowshoes and a shovel. Bixler checked over our snowmachines and trailer. Everything looked good and soon we found ourselves on the 10-hour drive north to Fairbanks to stay with friends before heading to the hot springs.

Somewhere on the highway near Cantwell, the windshield on my snowmachine broke off. Not a big deal since I have a full face helmet, so we simply ripped it off the snowmachine. After a night in Fairbanks, we headed north to the trailhead through the remote and lonely wilderness of the Steese and Elliot Highways. The Elliot Highway was rough, but the trailhead was easy to find since the turnout contained the only other cars on the entire road.

Bixler unloaded the snowmachines while I prepared the trailer. Because of the cold, much of our food that I did not want to freeze went into a cooler inside the truck, along with our water and other clothing. For some unknown reason, while I was packing the sled I felt nervous, as if I was having a premonition of things to come. Bixler felt the same, especially when he warmed up his snowmachine and realized it was idling high.

“We are going anyway,” Bixler said as he packed snow on the rails of the snowmachine to help with the cooling, and then hitched up the sled.

As we hooked up our gear, another couple who had been to the hot springs before came up and said, “Good luck.” Bixler and I looked at each other, wondering what they meant.

I felt better as we zipped down the trail, well-packed and easy to follow. We stopped a few times to repack snow on the cooling system since Bixler’s high-revving snowmachine was overheating. Our last stop was when we climbed to the top of the dome towering above the hot springs.

We were greeted by sweeping views of the Interior – the powerful sight of Denali shining on the horizon. A few other hot springs users were enjoying the view, but gave us the odd comment of, “You came all the way from Seward for this?”

The comment churned in our heads for the duration of the trip. Was it a premonition or a curse?

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AS WE HEADED downhill, the brake on Bixler’s snowmachine overheated and started seeping brake fluid since the idle was so high. We stopped on a downhill slope to rest the snowmachine while the fluid returned to Bixler’s brake lines.

He was frustrated by the high idle. Since we were less than a mile from the cabin, we decided to push onwards. Bixler used the choke switch to control speed and stopped when his brake was acting up again. Thankfully, we made it safely to the cabin. Bixler inspected his snowmachine and realized the throttle cable was caked with ice, causing the cable to not release all the way. A quick removal of the ice and the snowmachine was back to idling properly.

The cabin was a one-room wonder, well-stocked and comfortable. We spent four days leisurely following a regimen of eat, sleep, soak, read, view the northern lights and snowmachine. The weather was bitterly cold and made worse due to fierce winds, so we dressed warmly in our Arctic coveralls (used by oil workers on the North Slope) and brought our satellite phone everywhere when venturing far from the cabin.

Ever since El Niño arrived in Seward, our snow has been dwindling, so we took advantage of the many snowmachine trails in the area. We followed a trail and Bixler shot a sharptailed grouse, the first of that species for us. We followed the trail onward to a frozen riverbed and stopped to look for more birds.

When we returned to our snowmachines, I found that mine would not start. No amount of pulling the pull-start would get it to budge. We carry numerous spark plugs and a toolset in the seat of our snowmachines, so we started pulling spark plugs.

Eventually, we got the thing started, but then I got it stuck again and it stalled. We repeated the changing of the spark plugs and the clearing of the excess fuel and I sped back to the cabin.

Bixler did some light maintenance and found some ice caked around the kill switch. My snowmachine fired right up the next day with no problems. Bixler took his up to the top of the dome to look for birds and returned, noting a coolant leak in his snowmachine.

“I left the coolant in the truck,” he said with a big sigh. His coolant was low, but the leak abated. We contemplated how to get my excess coolant out of my snowmachine into his and headed back inside when we were too cold and windblown to continue.

Sitting inside the cabin, I noticed a bottle of Windex sitting on the shelf. I grabbed the bottle and removed the squirting part of it, cleaning out the excess Windex. We dipped the tube into my coolant and squirted it into a cup. Bixler fashioned a funnel out of a paper plate and evened out the coolant between the two snowmachines.

The problem seemed to be solved, but both of us still woke up in the middle of the night drenched in sweat (for once, not caused by overloading the wood stove), and worrying about the ride out.


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WE DID ONE last check over the snowmachines and hooked up the sled. Everything appeared to be working as we headed back up the steep hill to the top of the dome. Bixler and I sped up the trail with little problems, though I swore my snowmachine was struggling in places. Bixler got ahead of me and stopped on the trail to wait. I came up behind him and threw on the brake.

My snowmachine died.

Bixler continued ahead and got stuck in a snowdrift and realized I was not behind him. He walked down the trail to try to help me restart my snowmachine. No luck. I walked up with him and got his snowmachine unstuck. After digging out his mode of transport and dragging the sled uphill by hand, we started to devise a worst-case plan. Bixler would drive our gear back to the truck while I tried to restart my snowmachine. If I could not get it started, I would walk back towards the truck and meet him on the trail when he came back.

I grabbed water, food, ice cleats and something warm for my head – hiking in a helmet is impossible – and gave Bixler one last push uphill.

I walked back to my snowmachine and managed to get it restarted. It struggled for power and died again in the same snowdrift. It would not restart. I took off my helmet, put on ice cleats for traction and a hat and facemask to combat the weather and started the walk out.

When I reached the top of the dome I again ran into Bixler, who had dropped off our sled and topped off his coolant. He planned to try to unstick my snowmachine and ride it up to me so I could ride it out.

He sped downhill and I followed on foot. Bixler unstuck my snowmachine from the drift, but it died again. He restarted it and sped uphill, screaming at me to run after it. My trek to the top of the dome wore me out and I ran as fast my legs could push me. As soon as I reached my snowmachine, it sputtered and shut off.

As a last resort, we tried to use our tow straps to tow it out, but Bixler’s snowmachine could not pull it up the steep icy hill. We made the executive decision to abandon it in place with a note stuck in the brake handle, still 9 miles from the trailhead.

We rode two-up on Bixler’s snowmachine back to the truck. During the trek, we ran into a family from North Pole on snowmachines and explained the situation. They offered to try to get mine out since we had to return to Fairbanks.

“Oh yeah, we’ll help. We’re all Alaskans, right?” he joked as he explained that their touring snowmachines had enough power to tow just about anything.

We returned to the truck and loaded the one snowmachine into the trailer. Bixler went to start the truck, which was sluggish.

“Will anything go right today?” he yelled through the fierce winds at the trailhead as we wrestled the generator out of the truck. We plugged the generator into the block heater and 20 minutes after warming the oil we had the truck started. It was that kind of a day.


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DRIVING BACK TO Fairbanks, we contemplated what to do about the abandoned snowmachine. Bixler decided to call our friend Neil, a student at University of Alaska Fairbanks and a snowmachiner, to see if any of his friends wanted to rescue a cheap and abandoned snowmachine in the wilderness. Neil jumped at the idea, and while we nursed beers at Silver Gulch brewery, Neil organized a lightning-strike rescue operation with some fellow friends from UAF.

The next morning, we loaded up Neil’s new Polaris RMK on our trailer and headed back to the trailhead with Neil and his friend, Adam. The four of us drove up to the trailhead, laughing at an abandoned trailer parked in the middle of the Elliot Highway with a broken axle.

We parked back at the trailhead and went to pull the snowmachines off of our trailer. Bixler stepped out of the truck and spewed a string of expletives. Our axle had cracked on both sides of the trailer, causing the tires to lean inward. At this point all we could do was laugh because everything could go wrong did go wrong in a classic case of Murphy’s Law taunting us.

I stayed behind at the truck, restarting it every hour for about 15 minutes to circulate the oil. Bixler, Adam and Neil started down the trail. A few hours later, the family from North Pole arrived and updated me on the situation. They had ridden my snowmachine up and over the dome and the guys had taken over from there. Bixler arrived first on my snowmachine, which made it back to the trailhead after a combination of towing using Neil’s new Polaris RMK, and the fact that it started for the final uphill trek to the trailhead.

Adam followed on Bixler’s snowmachine, which had broken a ski strut and was held together with a piece of rope that we also carry with us during these adventures. Neil came out last and inspected his snowmachine, which had a slight crack because he had run into a tree.

“This trip is cursed,” I said when the three arrived back at the truck, which was warming up.

Contemplating what to do with the two snowmachines, we decided to load them onto the broken trailer since our trailer was insured. Bixler used our satellite phone and called his mother, Sue, who went to our house to check over our trailer policy. Roadside assistance was covered.

Before loading Neil’s snowmachine into the bed of our truck, we had to get the trailer hitch off the ball. I suggested we lock it up for safety and we struggled with the frozen lock. The antifreeze did not do the trick, so out came the trusty generator. We used the exhaust to thaw out the lock and dropped the trailer in its final resting place.

Bixler talked with the insurance company and arranged for the $500 tow to a trailer repair shop in Fairbanks (the tow truck driver spent 10 hours towing our broken combination back to Fairbanks thanks to a rough road, so he wasn’t spared either). We organized a shuttling mission with Neil and Adam to shuttle our broken snowmachines to Adam’s house, where they would be put on sale on Craigslist.

We loaded up our truck with the remaining gear and had a flawless drive back to Seward. We all came out of the ordeal unscathed – less a trailer and two snowmachines, of course – because of proper planning and anticipation of what could go wrong.

In Alaska, be prepared for anything. It helps to have some great friends, too. ASJ


Alaska can be a harsh place, and it’s hard to anticipate what can go wrong in a cold and remote wilderness. We got out of our situation because we were well-prepared for a variety of scenarios. If you are planning an adventure in Alaska, consider some of these preparation tips, especially if you’re adventuring in the winter or going remote:


Before we left Seward, we tested our truck and snowmachines and checked essential fluids in both. Oftentimes, a problem will present itself with a simple test ride.


We had two snowmachines similar in size, two tow hitches, two tow straps and eight spark plugs for a reason. Redundancy allows for a safe return from the wilderness, because if one thing goes wrong, you have a backup to work with. If you are a snowmachiner and want to go remote, bring a friend with one or be prepared for a long walk out.


A basic set of tools, a few feet of rope and essential fluids can save a snowmachine trip. Most snowmachines have a small storage place for these items. If not, throw these into a backpack. You never know when you might need them.


Cold makes everything infinitely more difficult, especially with a broken snowmachine or sluggish truck. Check the weather before you go and dress accordingly. Bring clothes for all parts of your body, including your face. If you are carrying water, consider an insulated container or zipping up your water bottle in your jacket. If you are worried about your car starting, a generator and extension cord can do wonders (it also unlocks locks, too!).


Alaska does not have statewide cell service like most places. Satellite phones can be rented or you can purchase one with an Alaskan-specific plan to cut down on costs for minutes.


Use your brain and the supplies you have. You’d be surprised what you can fix with rope, a Leatherman and the weirdest of items, like a Windex bottle and a paper plate! –KM

Play Bracketology For Anglers

Courtesy of Trout Unlimited

Courtesy of Cheeky Fishing


This is such a fun time of year to be a sports fan. Pro basketball and hockey are into the stretch drive toward the playoffs, and baseball teams are preparing for the season at spring training. But in March, for me most other sports take a backseat to college basketball and the NCAA Tournament. March Madness – which I eventually found out the NCAA swiped from the Illinois high school basketball state tournament – has become a national obessiion. Filling out a bracket to choose the winners of the 68-team hoops orgy has become must do, not just by fans like me but my Bob in accounting and Betty in human resources. One of my colleagues here asked if March Madness involved hockey last season (she suprisingly didn’t win our office pool; then again, neither did I!). But she isn’t the only one who bases her picks off nicknames, school colors or whatever else one who doesn’t watch the game uses for the logic of picking UAB to beat powerful Iowa State (of course that happened last March, which is the point of the whole Madness thing).

Anyway, back to the point of this, which is fishing. Such a big part of pop culture has March Madness become that you can find a “bracket” to pick in just about any category you can think of. Check out this list that includes staging a tournament to decide, best Will Ferrell flicks (I have a Final Four of Old School, Talladega Nights, Anchorman and in one of the few times he actually “acted,” Stranger Than Fiction; candy brands (Reese’s vs. peanut M&M’s in the final); Muppets (those smart-asses from the balcony could pull off a first-round upset over Miss Piggy or Gonzo, but Kermit the Frog is the Kentucky of this tournament); and boy bands (do the Beach Boys qualify?).

So we give you CheekyFishing.com, a rod and reel retailer, which is staging a March Madness-style bracket tournament – “The Road To The Final Fish” – to determine the national champion of gamefish. It’s a great cause – the $10 donation benefits Trout Unlimted and Casting For Recovery, with several prizes. So enter here and make your picks. Watch out for that possible second-round matchup of king salmon vs. rainbow trout; that’s more like an Elite 8 game!







Gold Rush Season Finale Is Friday

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From our friends at the Discovery Channell:

Airing Friday, March 4 from 9-11 PM ET/PT on the Discovery Channel

As the Klondike winter closes in, the final race for gold intensifies. Todd runs two massive washplants, Tony pushes to get his dredge out of the water before it freezes and Grandpa John comes to see if Parker has beaten his rival Todd. Then, Parker, Todd and Tony appear together on the set of the Dirt to discuss the epic season finale.





Deadliest Catch Captain Sig Hansen Suffers Heart Attack


We’ve written two stories on Deadliest Catch crab skipper Sig Hansen, including a cover story (with the above photo) of Sig and his daughter Mandy, who has followed in her dad’s footsteps.

Unfortunately, Sig Hansen suffered an apparent heart attack aboard his ship, the Northwestern, during filming.

Yahoo news has more:

Hansen regained consciousness and wanted to continue fishing for crab, but crew members convinced him to seek medical attention. He was then airlifted to a local hospital.

Hansen’s daughter posted a picture on Instagram (later removed) of herself, her father and her mother at the hospital where Hansen is recovering. The caption read, “Capt survived the ‘widowmaker’ !! Beating a heart attack ain’t easy. Welcome back boss.”

“Deadliest Catch” premiered on Discovery in 2002, with Hansen serving as a star and technical adviser on the show since it began.

Back in August, Tony Lara, another captain who had appeared on the show, died of an apparent heart attack while attending the annual motorcycle rally in Sturgis, South Dakota. He was 50.

Best wishes for a speedy recovery to Sig.




Alaska Parks In Running For Premier Wildlife Viewing



Kodiak National Wildlife Refuge (Lisa Hupp/USFWS)

Kodiak National Wildlife Refuge (Lisa Hupp/USFWS)

Arctic NWR (Robin West/USFWS)

Arctic NWR (Robin West/USFWS)


Becharof NWR (USFWS)

Becharof NWR (USFWS)


Denali National Park (Lian Law/NPS)

Denali National Park (Lian Law/NPS)


USA Today has a fun poll that allows visitors to vote for the best place to see wildlife in the country.

Not suprisingly, Yellowstone National Park leads the voting. Even less of a shock: three Alaska national wildlife refuges and a national park are in the Top 20 so far. Kodiak National Wildlife Refuge leads the way at No. 4, followed by Denali National Park (fifth), Arctic NWR (ninth) and Becharof NWR (13th).

Voting continues through March 28.





Puget Sound Boat Show Coming Soon





Northwest boat dealers showcase the latest boat lines and models at the Puget Sound Boat Show, March 17-20 at the Tacoma Dome. With more than two-dozen area dealers offering great values on both 2016 and closeout models, the event is the go-to destination for Puget Sound area buyers preparing for on-the water fun this spring and summer.

Sponsored by Twin Star Credit Union, the show offers free parking (a $10 value) in Tacoma Dome parking lots each day of the show.

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On the eve of the boating season—in one of the hottest markets in the U.S.–showgoers will have the opportunity to shop and compare from the best selection of boats under one roof. Dealers will showcase entry-level and popular welded aluminum models, the latest fiberglass sport boats and offshore boats offering luxury and durability.

Fun and enjoyment is the focus of several exhibitors offering marine accessories, fishing gear plus wakeboards, water skis and other on-the-water toys. Local experts will offer how-to advice on fishing, navigation, safety and other topics in free seminar presentations each day of the show.

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Hours for the Puget Sound Boat show are Thursday through Saturday (March 17-19) 11:00 am to 8:00 pm, and Sunday (March 20) 11:00 am to 5:00 pm.

Admission to the show is $12 for general admission and free to children 16 and under. Get $2 off discount coupons online at www.pugetsoundboatshow.com.

Chefs Teaming Up To Protect Wild Salmon



From our friend Mark Titus, director of The Breach film that we featured last year in ASJ.


A Tale of Two Toms

Two of America’s most vibrant and dynamic chefs are stepping up to help save Bristol Bay’s storied wild salmon runs.

Tom Douglas – (aka Tom D – or West Coast Tom if you prefer) has been an active supporter of The Breach from the very beginning.  Tom D appears in the film, is a co-producer on it and has supported us time and again as we’ve moved the movie and our message out into the world:  #EatWildSaveWild.  As a high profile restaurateur, Tom has long been an enthusiastic booster of regional food sources, such as local organic farms, Washington wines, and Pacific Northwest fish and seafood. The company’s goal of “deliciousness served with graciousness” includes a commitment to the future of wild salmon. Wild salmon is a treasured, sustainable resource that this company considers to be economically, ecologically, and culturally essential to the Pacific Northwest region.  Tom D is partnering with The Breach yet again to help save the legendary sustainable wild salmon runs of Bristol Bay.  25% of each rental or sale of the film goes directly to Save Bristol Bay.  You can join Tom in his efforts by clicking right HERE.  (You’ll also get a super easy + delicious how-to video we shot on the fly to make a delicious wild salmon dish with wild Bristol Bay salmon from a CAN!)

Tom Collichio – (Tom C to keep things straight, representing the East Coast) was awarded his first three stars from The New York Times as executive chef of Mondrian. Since 2006, Tom C has been applying his experience and expertise to cable television as the head judge on Bravo’s hit reality cooking series “Top Chef.”  Tom appears in and served as executive producer on the 2012 documentary, A Place at the Table which has become the starting point for a national movement centered on ending hunger in the United States. Tom co-founded Food Policy Action in 2012 in collaboration with national food policy leaders, in order to hold legislators accountable on votes that have an effect on food and farming. He has been an outspoken voice on issues like GMO labeling and the use of antibiotics in food sources, and he continues to lobby for better anti-hunger policies in America.  I was fortunate enough to spend some time with Tom C and his team in their headquarters in New York last year, discussing the vital importance of saving Bristol Bay’s wild salmon runs and supporting them by eating them!  Last night, Tom tweeted out his support for Bristol Bay’s wild salmon by renting or buying the Breach.  Same deal as Tom D.  25% of each transaction will go to Save Bristol Bay.    Here’s Tom’s Tweet right HERE.


Tom Douglas – “West Coast Tom”
Tom Collichio – “East Coast Tom”
Upcoming 2016 theatrical screenings for The Breach can be found by clicking right HERE.

TONIGHT, the film will screen at the legendary Bijou Art Cinemas in Eugene Oregon as part of the inaugural PIELC film festival.  This is a thrill, as I used to go to many-a-movie at the Bijou when I was a student at the U of O in the early 90’s.  Click for details right HERE.

Of particular excitement for me is a trip back to Eugene next week to participate in the 2016 Public Interest Environmental Law Conference (PIELC). I’ve been asked to deliver a Keynote Address on Saturday March 6th.  We’ll screen the film later that day.   You can find all the details about that by clicking rightHERE.

Thank you for your continued support and passion for wild salmon.  We hope to  have one last round of fireworks with The Breach in 2016.  Stay tuned for details and remember to #EatWildSaveWild….