This is the “All the News” edition of the lelandhale.com blog. Thanks to these dedicated journalists, there’s a record of…
My girlfriend returned to the Three Sisters later that afternoon, having abandoned her quest to return to Cordova. No one said…
The skipper and I arrived back in Valdez by midday, with the seine net in tow. Now came the (in)delicate…
Because I was dating his sister-in-law, because the Three Sisters took her name from, well, the three sisters in his…
We had the boat. We had the crew. We had groceries. We were shipshape. Even the engine was starting to purr,…
Research, research, research. That’s my mantra. And if you want to write about what it’s like to be a commerical…
UPCOMING Appearances: Alaska Book Week. I’ll be there to talk about true-crime! Don’t worry if that’s not your thing — there’s…
It’s easy enough to say that Mark Coulthurst was ambitious, even driven, for success. That he was diversifying by working…
Mark Coulthurst’s story belongs to Blaine, WA., a small farming and fishing community between Bellingham and Vancouver, B.C.. It was…
Reading this now — thirty some years after the fact — is more than a little disorienting. Here’s the deal:…