Alaska Sea Escapes

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“I’m trying to follow the channel toward Bishop Creek.” “We are on the way. Just keep coming.” It was Pinky, another of the Columbia River fishermen. In the background, you could hear his diesel engine roar to life. “I’m trying still. I’m still going, but the water is halfway up on the wheel house window,” Eddy answered. To myself I thought, he doesn’t sound hysterical, but how could the boat run under such circumstances?

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