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For more than 20 years we traveled up and down the coast, catching fish, taking pictures, collecting stories, shooting short movies, and making maps. When we began, Southeast Alaska was pretty much just loggers, commercial fishermen, tugboat drivers and crews, millworkers and the like: a land and a people with plenty of rough edges. When the wind blew, we’d tuck our fishboats with others in little protected nooks and coves, and wait out the storm. And the rum bottle would come out, and stories of close calls, of…

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