SEA STORIES

adventure at sea, autobiography, DARE TO DREAM, Fishing Bristol Bay, food & drink, Humor, INSPIRATION, Travel

This collection of stories runs the gamut from light and funny, informative to exciting, dangerous, thrilling, and scary.

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BRISTOL BAY – episode V – Farewell

Fishing the south line of the Bristol Bay’s Naknek R9ver can be terrifying and exciting as hundreds of boats fight for a place on the line.

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BRISTOL BAY – episode IV -Fishing the south line

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BRISTOL BAY – episode III – 24 hours to launch

After a week’s preparation, the Erica Lynn is checked out, provisioned, and ready to fish. We climb aboard as the mobile launcher comes to get us and launch us into the Naknek River

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BRISTOL BAY – episode II –

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BRISTOL BAY – EPISODE I – Naknek Village ‘

Naknek is the centerpiece of the Bristol Bay salmon run every July. Over a thousand gillnetters fish this four to six week seasons and fortunes are made by the tough old dogs who fight for every fish.

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DUTCH HARBOR, ALASKA

Jake reminisces about past business related adventures at the desolate North Slope and more genteel Alaska cities.

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A young boy goes fishing in the family cruiser’s small dinghy in the early evening unaware of a school of gigantic manta-rays who are lurking just below the surface and stalking him.

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THE OCEAN OUTFALL LINE

An interesting story about making a difficult and dangerous repair to a severed ocean outfall line which dumps paper mill waste a half-mile out into into the Pacific Ocean off the coast of Northern California.

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NORTHWEST BOATING HISTORY

Jake remembers his boating days from the 1940’s to the 1960’s. Some interesting and funny stuff.

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I FINALLY GOT MY BOAT

“You can take the man out of the boat, but you can’t take the boat out of the man.”

Jake chronicles his passion for boating over the years. A humorous look at Jake’s quest stay on the water.

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TAHITI

A ten-day cruise aboard a small luxury liner, the M/S Paul Gauguin on its maiden voyage through the Tahitian Islands begins in Papeete.

A SUMMER CRUISE

A college kid takes a summer job aboard the Thelma Rose, a one-hundred-foot vintage yacht that caters to the wealthy cruise crowd. When the captain and the kid lock Max Dumas, an out-of-control, antagonistic, drunken guest, in his stateroom, he escapes, threatens to kill the captain’s and the kid with a 357 Magnum. When Max takes on a school of dolphins, killing the female, all hell breaks loose.

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THE Duke

adventure, DARE TO DREAM, Gifted People I've known, INSPIRATION

2-1-18: John Wayne

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I first met Duke in Washington State’s  San Juan Islands in the summer of 1953. I was eating a bag of donuts for breakfast and dangling my legs off an old wooden pier in Roche Harbor when a big, old, ex-navy mine sweeper pulled up to the U.S. Customs dock next to me. I could read the name on her bow, and it was the “Wild Goose II.” I knew,  from Mom’s movie magazines, that the Duke had leased her for the summer and was cruising somewhere in the Canadian San Juan and Alaska. As she slid alongside the dock, John Wayne, himself, came forward to handle the bowlines. I was so excited that I dropped my bag of donuts in the water. I hollered, “Hey Duke, Welcome to Roche Harbor!” He looked up, smiled, and shot me a John Wayne military salute like only John Wayne could. I’ll take that moment to my grave.

In the seventies,  my father spent some time with the Duke, also up at Roche, and they became acquaintances. When John Wayne’s dog, Blackie, lost a fang in a fight with a raccoon. My Dad, the dentist, made a gold replacement fang for Blakie. The Duke was impressed and told my father to keep the dog. He would get another one from the same litter.

In the eighties, I was entertaining some clients aboard the hundred-foot Olympus in the San Juans. When we entered Friday Harbor, the dock master directed us to tie up behind the Wild Goose on Friday Harbor’s outside pier, which was reserved for the big dogs. There were six old guys, who looked like they were homeless, hanging on the bow rail drinking beer, and watching us as we tied up. I waved and snapped a photo of them. When I check out the picture several weeks later, it was tough to make out who was who, but I got a positive ID on the Duke and Willie Nelson.

Jake