See it in photos: Dayneé was in Barrow this weekend for the Nalukataq celebration: a community-wide gathering sharing whale meat and celebrating a successful harvest.
All over Alaska it’s fish season. Including the newsroom. As the chum, sockeye, and pinks make their way our way, fish affairs are swimming from the political to the personal.
Emily rejoices in the wealth of sunlight present for the Midnight Sun celebrations in Nome, maybe a little too much. Sunscreen anyone?
Volunteer Anna Rose looks to the future, excited, “because after KNOM, I can do anything, and the world is so big and life is so short and I have to choose among the magnificence.”
Daynee and the rest of the current volunteers go through years of cherished “hand-me-downs,” treasures passed down from generation to generation of KNOM volunteers. Well, treasures or trash?
Summer brings a time of transition for KNOM volunteers as new folks arrive and the current volunteers look on to new adventures. Tara looks back on the year’s experiences with her fellow housemates.
“Take I-80 East. Keep right,” the automated female voice instructs from the gps as my Dad jerks the wheel and the car careens onto the interstate.…
Zach’s mother visited Nome for a long weekend, and they celebrated by doing a bunch of activities. One of his favorite weekends in Nome, the hosting nudged him into taking full advantage of the many cool things to do, and he got to share a measure of how rich, exciting, and lucky his past few months have been.
“Want to go egging?” Volunteer Emily gets a text from a local friend to go collect wild eggs for food, an important protein source in a springtime subsistence diet. As the seasons change, Emily gets out and about in the Nome countryside.
Last week Zach went on a premature trip back home. Or, rather, back East, to Rochester, New York. It was for a sad reason, a funeral, but it was a great trip.