August 19, 2004, 5:13 am
Although I only flew the very southern edge of Alaska, this coastal plain and the profligate meander of its rivers provided an unmistakeable sense of the unseen vastness beyond.

The weather on Adak, which I expected to be uncomfortably cool, relented while I was there, and I saw the tops of mountains that had been completely hidden when I was there before. Despite the lack of trees or foliage, there’s an otherworldly beauty in the terrain. I wish I could have spent some time biking or hiking a bit, but missing the Sunday plane would have meant laying over until Thursday.

If you do tromp around on the island, you might want to watch your step. I met some folks who had a contract to locate and dispose of unexploded ordnance, left from decades of military presence on the island dating back to WWII.

Halibut is unloaded from a fishing boat into totes for transfer into the processing plant…

…to join others awaiting cleaning and freezing in preparation for its journey to your plate at Anthony’s.
