By Troy Johnson
Fishing in Alaska
The Alaska wild isn’t big. It crushes you with its immensity. There are starfish, squid, jellyfish, otters, whales, fish everywhere. Majesty isn’t ordained here, it’s merely born. I am a little man in a boat. We are little people in boats, bobbing helplessly in the lullaby of a deadly stretch of ocean as it sleeps.
By Troy Johnson
In Search of Old Maui
There’s not much here. No state-of-the-art water slide. No fake-rock swimming pool for billionaires. No miniature theme park with carvings of pagan gods. It’s just a lawn with shade trees, and it is perfect. I am standing on the plain, pretty grass and I don’t feel stimulated. I’m wonderfully bored. No push notification can undo my aloha.