Guest Essay: A Gold Rush In Salmon Country

It is almost winter again here. The days shorten and the furrows of the volcano that looms over our town steadily fill with snow. At night my daughters and I watch northern lights dance green across a mountain ridge as we wait for our salmon to thaw for dinner. In the courts there is a case in which the defendant, a fisherman, claims his cloth measuring tape constricted in the cold, causing him to mismeasure his halibut. In another case a fisherman blames his freezer for shrinking a king salmon. Alaska state troopers disagree. Life continues apace.

Photo: Trout Unlimited

Read the full article:

https://www.nytimes.com/2017/11/24/opinion/sunday/gold-mine-salmon.html

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